People eat pistachio ice cream and walks
sad dogs
I, with my wine, clueless
I laugh at people.
Greetings want health,
My greeting is a question: Is the
salt or a two? Dream
between you and me
That keeps me awake, lonely
Snacks and a narrow bed,
The beginning of my night
is the end of yours,
between junk and more junk
Seeking frozen meat, Same
damaged,
With wine and onions.
Blas NUSI
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