You wonder what he’s thinking when he shivers like that. What can you tell me, what could you possibly tell me? Sure, it’s good to feel things, and if it hurts, we’re doing it to ourselves, or so the saying goes, but there should be a different music here. There should be just one safe place in the world, I mean this world. People get hurt here. People fall down and stay down and I don’t like the way the song goes. You, the moon. You, the road. You, the little flowers by the side of the road. You keep singing along to that song I hate.
Crush — Richard Siken
Por vezes gosto de ler alguns poemas deste livro. E hoje deparei-me com este que simplesmente adorei.
Acho que são os únicos poemas que de facto gosto.
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