where does the brumstorm
come from
i do remember
once led on
il y a vingt ans
ou plus
and we had this final meeting
she said
if i asked
she consent
to
so i asked
and she said
bloody no
so i said
fuck this
and fucked off
avoided her
crossed streets
forgot her
all i remember now
is my anger
at her sadism
her duplicity
it’s the same brumstorm
different girl of course
i think
i’ll sit
on this island
build a hut
out of the plastic
that packages
pretend the traffic
no
you misunderstand
just pretend the traffic
like pretending jam
in an empty jar