Every step and every action brings me closer to your supervised reactions. Sleepless hours, insignificant strangers and steel waves make my spirit question my mind's decision making capacity. Seems we never could tell the right from wrong anyway. Complicated spiderwebs built around your outspoken environment. Your companions forgot the questions and begun to smile. Being tired is part of my winter nature. Sparkling water for my excited soul! Is it about me or about you, they wonder. Give him water! The smoke and the paper, bring the time closer so we can suffocate eachother. Be in my face. Choke for unknown reason, for your mind can not conceive the brilliance of coexisting this evening. Hear the water flow. Cold hanging on the walls. Their eyes know everything. Stare. Say yes. I have been waiting for your smell long enough. It is time you come. Be here. Be there. Place was never part of the almost solved problems. I will be your question mark for the evening. Thank you. Smile, for we are here on our own will. Each decision comes with unlikely consequences. You forgot. Feel their eyes moving on your skin. Taking your shirt off. They undress you with their liniar thoughts. You have to act, because they payed to touch your soul tonight. Divide yourself for each and everyone of them. Let them shred you to pieces so they can all have a part of you. They applaud now, you must bow. Feel their eyes on your naked self. They bite your ears, they smell your desire to leave, you have no place to go. You were sold and reinvented for their pleasure tonight. They masturbate their mediocre intellects as they watch you play for them alone. Look at me now, make me feel the only one. The room is full with only ones. Let our eyes meets so they can dance with extatic enthusiasm the joy of recognition again. Cut the air in tiny squares because you know every time is different. Dress yourself. You'll catch a cold. And you must leave tomorrow. I will tell them the show is over. They don't have what to see here anymore. Their money can't rape you enough. Their breaths made your skin dirty. Empty the place. Paint the ceiling with falling stars. Find me in this mess they've left. Give me sweets and send me home. Make me exhale poetry as you wave your hand goodbye.
