Most probably One last time!
Most probably I'll breathe my last breath today Most probably This stone heart will pump a gallon of red wine today Most probably I'll sing a song for myself Most probably I'll smoke the cigarette down to the filter For one last time My tear would lick the wounds of yesterday's pimples Most probably This would be my last poetry Dear Mama Tree of this black coffee bean The first drop of milk My own breasts Dear Mama Let's recre ate the Pietà Hold my lying flesh Between your laps Scream my name out Wash my stinking wounds with your tear Dear sparrow Whistle my last poetry in whispers To the deaf word To the people I loved Then Hang yourself in this big fig Be the next to my grave Dear friend Embrace my chunk of guilt and regret Sing that song we used to sing At our downs And at our highs Dear friend Please bring the guitar Dear diary My demon My dear sperm, my innocent child Please hide yourself Please fucking do that ...