Cosacuosa

All this time
consuming the milk
all this sea caressing your skin
Time fills you up
with moss in your head
and the water that passes
doesn't let you see.
Today you're a skeleton
laughing from afar
a statue seduces you
and doesn't let you move.
The salt is coiling around you
and your tongue is getting stuck
and a bunch of little fish
have laid down on your tongue.
Thingamajig,
poisonous head
fucking thing,
don't cough it up.
Like the sad fauna
swaying in the fish tank
like that old deaf man
feeding the poor lizard
its tongue dried up
the eel faded away
and the amoeba dried up
in this maze
you ended up in a bad spot
the bridges burned down
and you ended up on the other side.
Thingamajig,
poisonous head
fucking thing,
don't cough it up.
The water serves you
as a bed at night
some who were talking
had their car burned
but you know
you have to be cautious
because those who live on dreams
get eaten while asleep
but you know
you have to be cautious
Thingamajig,
poisonous head
fucking thing,
don't cough it up.
but you know
you have to be cautious