Incest. Another Love One Hundred Thirty Three.

Incest.

                                                    

Another Love One Hundred Thirty Three.

 

 

Life’s bedside story to lullaby the Capricorn.” “What are the ticket prices? They have been purchased in advance. How much?” “It is an ancient question”. “Do you have a discount? Is it based on view pricing?” “’How much’ is point of view based. You enter free of charge. Nevertheless it is a premature worry. I have been paying so far. Sometimes the price was heavy. If you are disappointed, I’m sorry. I paid too much. So far I’ve never charged”.

 

 

 

“The love pact wasn’t signed with blood,

It wasn’t sealed with semen,

Laughter and happiness increase life span,

His laughter resurrected my well-being,

It woke up my pride,

Do you remember the Titanic?

It’s the best evidence,

Boats are sinkable, aren’t they?”

“I do remember the Titanic,

I know what suspicion does,

Boats are sinkable,

No doubt,

But arrogance is not”,

“Julie is the best month to sink a boat,

I sank the ship,

‘I’ll live until you leave’,

Because it was Julie,

I strayed the route,

I sailed ignoring warnings,

Entangled in the meshes of sea veins,

I crashed into a reef,

They hadn’t had serious accidents before,

Except one toe had been lost,

This time the reef ripped a large hole,

The ship crash happened in the spot,

That had been brooding and colluding,

Infested with piranhas kids,

Baby piranhas saw you slowly,

Because they have milk teeth,

They sawed me out of despair,

I let them chop me,

Because I stopped loving my sins,

I wasn’t free from doubts,

It might have been the lack of brains,

To get involved from the beginning

In any case I loved, I killed,

I did from the bottom of my cruiser,

Ripping the largest hole in its neck,

I cast a look,

Who stayed with me on deck,

Everyone jumped,

I was alone,

With no one who was alive but dead,

The liquid grave was sucking down,

Excited waves were biting,

Washing the passengers away,

Nobody’s left,

They drowned,

He’s not a man,

He was an iceberg,

Each cloud has a silver lining,

For me it was the best reminder,

That I was an atoll”.