I feel the danger, as if this is love,
I fell into the trap as a cheap stuff.
Sensing greatness, I became wronger,
Now I'm waiting a miracle, becoming stronger.
I find it hard believe in the danger,
As soon as I'm looking at these strangers.
They are geeks, funny, with a low IQ,
Hamburgers, chips and Mountain Dew...
Their speech has no even a hint of poetic,
Manet, Verdi, Baudelaire... Fuck esthetics.
They animals from parallel, forest stars,
Instincts Keepers, intergalactic scars.
They belong to a cold and distant world,
There was no place for hatred and gold.
Now they are here, not as they wish,
They would like to catch you like a fish.
Parallel Animals
© Copyright: Мелисса Романо, 2014
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