Sunday Blues #002

Sunday blues #002

On Sunday I sometimes immagine myself to be reflected in a mirror.

I can’t see my natural madness.

I drink dozen bottles of beer to kill time.

I’m awake & I can’t feel alive.

Love consumes and idomitable dissolves our minds in a glimmer of substance.

I chose the path of a lonely relationship

of days of indolence

of acid colours

of crazy harmony.