Michel Houellebecq. (№ 252372)
Lights of dawn a little shaky,
But as soon as the flame to die -
Boil the milk on the tile
As women's tight chest.
Coffee pot, snorting softly
In the quiet of the drowsy city.
Just to the South, the roar of the engine brittle.
Five on the clock. Everyone is asleep. Peace.
№ 252372 Added
MegaMozg 18-01-2017 / 11:49
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