the most abstract likings of mine

Three hours of sleep on a lazy Monday afternoon.
Live show of rhcp
Dylan with only a guitar
Movie abt nazi killins
Watchin the watch on the verge of hittin 4

Cigarettes of regular
Show incomplete and incomprehensible
Kubrick on the idea of WW3

Books without philosophy or intent of creating a scene
NIRVANA
Cobain
Novoselic
Grohl

All that you cant leave behind
Staring and gazing at the field for a laugh or a grin
Attendance problem
Cool tshirts and a ragged jeans

Writing things no one comprehends or follows or criticize or sympathize or emphasize or underlines or overlines or just cries…….
Friends on the corridor and in my room without a cause to be there
Heart
Eddie Vedder
Lyin on the parapet and deciding which side I shud put my feet…..
Talking on my old cell and pray for some fucked up connectivity
Searchin for the rite movie on the rite time and on the rite day
My ATM
Solitude and silence and darkness
Black
Ballack
Kaka
Messi
Gerrard….mostly his right foot
Slow ballads of extreme rock bands and see their lonely heart and feel incredibly happy
Moves and shakes and breaks and cracks and cokes and dopes
Keys on the hangin point
6 oclock
4 am with net
Chicken and fried
Smoking is injurious to health
And “thank you for smoking”
Archer
Kane and abel

And writing the shit out of anything……and ppl reading the shit…..

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