About words, about me

Nobody, i am!
Just writing, my things …
My writing, hmmmm …
Like sightseeing,
a city, a bridge …
You see all, but nothing …
Travelling in a shuttle, thru the city …
At night, in the dark, blindfolded eyes, darkness you see …
My writing, my life …
Nobody, that’s me …
Darkness, mystery,
Arrogant and relaxed,
The King of my self!
Don’t care about what you think,
It’s not talking, its‘ writing!
Don’t ask a book,
It’s biting …
Stupid words rollin …
Rollin, rollin …
Smoking? Yes!
Cigarettes?
Only for tuning …
Need to be calm,
Otherwise i kill someone …
Or two … Or three …
So i write,
Stupid things like this …
You need to smoke,
to know what i mean …
Smoke, to stay calm,
Relaxed, under the sun …
Like a Lion, but an old one …
Forty degrease, africa …
Lying under the tree
and know, I am King …
Still a Lion,
Even if laying,
Stoned, under the tree …
Even the Lion,
It’s part of my name …
Words … Writing …

Words, just written …
Strange things …
Rollin … Rollin …

Vincenzo Dei Leoni

Smoke, thinking

Stop breathing!
Inhale, smoking …
Stop! Waiting …
Once more, smoking …
Inhale … Breathing …
Waiting … Waiting …
Writing … Waiting …
Thoughts … Forgetting …
Realizing … Nothing …
Everything, breathing …
Everyone, thinking …
Ok … The most of us, thinking …
Someone, only breathing …
Without thinking …
Without reading …
And it’s all right …
He’s living …
He’s blind, but still breathing …
He’s happy, he didn’t see something …
No thoughts about bad world …
No thoughts about freaks …
Everyone, lives for him …
He comes, he’s king …
Hello! Your wrong!
My town, my city!
I’m king! You are like billy,
The dog how‘ fucking the leg of miss piggy …
Wake up! Wake up!
Or go home,
Where you are king
And you can fuck your dog
and do what you want!
Here! Smoke!
Get your feet’s
at the ground!
Take a seat,
Let’s talk …
I just see you,
And i know …
Your parents are sisters, i’m right? …
Ok, let’s go on …
Here’s the contract,
Now you’r my own …
„What?“ …
No what!
Signature please, even with blood! …
„But, but … “
It’s written, read!
Between point seven
And thirty eight …
Relax! Smoke!
Stop breathing …
And read …

Vincenzo Dei Leoni