September often waiting for you and days
Skinny all the same I smoked twenty cigarettes
And lumps in my throat and dry thirst for you
Condolence cards, Hello Bastard ci let's see
The adolescence you sent on my
Incestuous-daring darkness and the future was
Outside the new wave as a high school student like this
I was hoping to get sick or at least that
The bars in November you used to get infected
Cold your forehead, freeze your wrist to zero
Smudging mirrors was narcosis
I could exchange i my the hours con you?
I was trembling a little with blue labor pains and existence
Useless I was vibrating with the vertigo of lollipops
And sugars August wasps in a hot swarm
For provincial river baths I combed my hair a little
Backwards superficial recreational pity Saturday
Evening inside a hole and disco-rubber-Americana
I licked bitter sweets and already faded springs
With you and I already hated you from the bottom I had lead
To shoot if I posed in stereophonic
Of embarrassing youth lamé and science fiction
And erections that touched my fingers pockets
Smashed and clenched fists, I would have need Of fuck con te

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