"Smoking or non smoking".
The blindman said.
No blue knives, no maid.
I'd rather be drinking.
I have no eyes.
Only smiles.
*
Hotel room in Nevada. No calls transferred. Foreigners crying. Endlessly. Someone holding someone. It makes you feel more alive than you are.
*
Birds and cars in the distance. Sleeping in a blue and white car. No disguises when eyes are closed and when justice is gone.
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