What Happens in Bermuda Triangle
Pack life into a few lines with me.
Go here!
Dreaming of unpleasant
gimcrackery all night
I shouted quietly, Enough
of this nonsense
And woke up
The joke goes like this
It's hard for a woman to
choose where to eat
her last choice
brought on doomsday
But it is really so
Achieve anything
through emotions
and tell me the truth
The house threw up
bananas
bananas everywhere
Crazy people lived there
I measure my happiness
I do
by steam-powered machines
that dispense dessert
by felted music I get to touch
by waves that come down
over my body from inside my head
Have you lived today?
Art by Daiva Kairevičiūtė
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