Game House Mario Party Ds

Equinox.

smoke a cigarette seems to be mine

despite being in my lips, it draws between

corners

light a fleeting image that fades from my clumsy eyelids;

Fleeting, maybe my eyes,

but eternal in my memory.

It might be madness, but madness

is more delicious than the bland reality

manifested on me without glory,

but with abundant penalties;