Picking dry And crispy paintflakes Off a large, white bricket wall while i stare out of my window. Stare at my neighbour's balcony. - old bullet holes. Behind wild botany.
On the outside Of the penny marked punks are selling black&white fanzines. She buys one, walks on by to another. Black&white. The women meet, Black&white, The women kiss.
Doodelei.
Shy, polite you show me yourself. Forgetting regretting, But conscientiously humble. You, you tell about your past. And with open arms You listen to mine.