B e r l i n l i eDorothée Smith & Anaïs Boudot

do not recall next days

away gone through sky above sad storm

her shadow plays after time moan fall

shake and rock beneath crushing blue

drool in a lake

i am your wet fluffy lie

use some iron chain

ugly beauty lazy eternity easy symphony

how under mean felt moon skinned

eggs said lust and water sings for it

see who is beating your pink language with the languid black tongue

when tiny rainfull woman wants boy with tits and says delicately swim bitterly he always whispers «boiling f ingers will have you stop sleeping from incubateness»

2009

B e r l i n l i eDorothée Smith & Anaïs Boudot