Whispers and Answers – Mikkel Sørensen

October 16, 2008

first I lick my upper lip
in compliance with the pleasure trip
then the music begins to thrill
no longer does silence my heart kill

back and forth with the melody
the strict rhythmical odyssey
like an aesthetic enchant
alas, merely a sugary deviant

acid conflagating attention-deficit
only five milligrams per reincit
otherwise la fille francais decay
when le beau monde ensures a continental crossway

it is in a free fall toward the skies
a plethora slowly whispering goodbyes
assuring an ethereal panacea
and existence is a preconceived idea

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