The taste near my mouth smells like sex and the linen shouts out to me and my hair is a mess. i guess i should smile. but what if im wrong? if i cast all my doubts, will i end up where i dont belong? i have all i wished for, it's all that i need. though, NOW is the time that i want it please so where is it? where did it go? is it in my pocket? where is its home? has it gone to a place where it longs to be? or is it destined to pop up, right next to me? did it come from afar or near to here or off there somewhere? tell me! so i can find it! whisper it in my ear no- no! what happened to savouring the moment, to last the long haul? it's much like the worthy beggar who sits by a hotdog stall; he can picture the food. but what is a picture, but a place on the wall? for a hot-dog stall? a place for those missed, who arent coming back; who wont share a laugh, or give an old man a snack. when you spare not a moment to pick a fluffy white Wish, but chose to leave it for some sorry soul to fish: thats when you know that your favour is good; the gods and their playthings had done all they could. psschaw to those duffers who think what's not true.. all i know is that I love You
