faces

i can pretend i'm irish 
i can pretend i'm a starfish
a cloud a cartoon
a paintbrush a flower
a poem a looser 
a junkie an orange 
being eaten by the most beautiful girl on earth
and this won't change anything
no one will push the trigger no one will tell the truth
no bird will get out of her cage
no hunter will give up his passion
i am the octopus i am god having a hangover
i am four killos of spagetti
i am santa claus i am a deer
stupid and proud
lonely and proud
over and out
counting nights with someone along
trowing full beer cans over the roof
laughing