Bullets flying around

South italy, a cave, a big one …
One entrance near the road, one entrance from the ocean.
In this cave we are twelve people,
Three trucks and three SUV’s.
We are waiting for the boats,
to take the charge …
It’s dark, illuminated only by the lights of one car.
We can not put all the lights on, so we sit there, talk and wait …
Some of us are near the trucks and talk, i sit on a rock at the entrance from the ocean …
Looking straight, searching signs …
Finally i hear something, they arrive …
Ok, now everything has to go fast …
The first boat arrived, one minute, discharged. The second one, done …
Everything is on the trucks,
Everything ok, we thought …
My Phone rings, „Go, go, go, Police, Police! Get out of there, NOW!“ …
I look at the guys with a frozen face,
we hear the sound of cars, coming near …
„Fuck! We have to move, now! Fuck off the trucks, everybody in the cars!“ …
Three seconds later, engine starts …
I wait, like a captain on a sinking boat …
The sounds of the other two cars in this cave starting with full speed was awesome …
I wait, other ten seconds,
adjusting the mirrors and the seat of the car, my only thought, i have to drive fast! …
Bang, bangbangbangbang …
They start to shot at the other two cars …
Now i put the gas complete down,
leave the clutch and fullspeed out of this cave …
We are four in my car,
„Put your heads down!“
because i know, they hear me coming, shooting stops …
I imagine the scene, how all the officers hear that amazing sound of this V8, thinking by them self, ‚what the fuck …‘ …
All of them, put the guns and the riffle in direction cave, from where i come …
I know, they will shot again, versus us …
I can see the lights of their cars,
one second later, bangbangbangbangbang …
Everything seems in slowmode …
I pass them watching them all,
looking in the eyes of everyone,
Someone behind the cars, someone behind the rocks …
One of them, is shooting with closed eyes … They are afraid, i’m not …
My thoughts are clear, i know where to go, i know what i have to do …
Adrenalin? No! I’m cool, in this moments, always …
Thoughts comes later, thoughts come now …
No one dies, no one got …
Everyone arrives at home …
The cars? The cars are gone …
But it’s not my problem, they was stolen …
Finally, i sit in my own car, alone …
Try to switch off my thoughts, what i’ve done, what i see …
During all the drive home, thinking only, ‚Don’t think!‘ …
Arrived, without remembering the road that i’ve done …
I open the door at home …
„Hey honey, everything ok? You look tired …“
„Yes babe, i’m tired, tired from the road …“ …
„Your parents, everything ok?“ …
My parents? I don’t know …
„Yes babe, everything ok …“ …
Everything ok, i visit my parents …
Sure … …

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Gentleman

Attention, ugly words …
Perhaps, wait, for sure!
Adults only …
Start …
My phone rings
„Hey, are you at home?“
„Yes baby, waiting for you!“
I turn off the phone,
without saying a word.
Take the key for the car and start …
One-eighty throw the city,
on the other side.
„Don’t be gentle!“
I told to my self …
„Don’t be a gentleman!“
I repeat it again …
Arrived …
She’s just waiting at the door,
watch me parking
and getting out of the car.
„I hear your car!“ She sad, „like everybody else i think.“ …
My answer, „You want to talk about cars?“
Walking straight to her.
„No! No i mean“
And i start to kiss her during she talks …
„Let’s go in or i fuck you now on the car …“
I said and i mean it for real,
This girl is hot, i mean hot hot hot …
But, but …
Only for one thing,
there’s a reason,
for this treating …
„Ok, let’s go in!“
She said …
We just closed the door
and starts.
Pushing her at the the door,
kissing, having her legs just around …
In my hands, this fantastic ass …
First round, starts …
I think …
„Wait, wait!“
She said, what the fuck wait?
We didn’t start …
„What wait? Waiting for what?“
„I, i have my“
„Noo! No, you are kidding!“
„I try to advise you at the phone but you closed the call!“
„What? What the fuck you called me? For talking? You have invited some friends? Making cupcakes?“
She’s silent, sad …
I feel like an asshole, i know …
‚Don’t be gentle!‘ I think …
Repeating this, again …
„I go!“
Without saying a word i go
out of the door.
A fast going out because
we stayed all the time on the other side of the door …
I hear she start to cry …
I wait 10 seconds and then
I looked at my car …
Put the engine on
And starts …
Thoughts off,
because now, now i have to drive fast! … … …

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Equal

Everyone, me, you and yes,
You too …
Everyone is equal,
talking about love,
talking about friends,
talking about war …
No one likes, everybody does …
Someone with the gun,
Someone with the hands …
Someone for love that in someway ends …
Someone for a love,
that he will never reach …
Fighting with his fists,
try to survive …
The most of us,
Need somebody on his side.
Someone, stay alone till he dies …
Everyone, is equal like someone …
No one
Is original or unique …
No one, is better with a rolex …
No one, is better with nothing …
Think … Think …
Equal, or not …
Substitutable, someone …
No one, no one!
Racist, i don’t know …
Someone who loves someone,
Or something,
But why you so stupid?
You don’t see?
Equal, you and me …
Only Girls,
They are different …
And if you hate them,
Then you are really really stupid!
Equal, i mean men …
Women’s? They are all different,
even from each other …
I don’t know what they think …
My head explodes if i try …
There must be an absolutely chaos in their brain,
but they managed it,
and it’s working …
We are like dogs,
If they want that …
Strong, strong …
Bullshit …
Love …
Equal …
For all …
Everybody, ohh love …
Your touching, your voice is like music, One soul,
destiny, and for the rest of my life …
Everybody, everybody lies …
Equal, or not …

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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 …

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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 …

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I don’t speak

I learned one thing,Nobody listen …

If you speak,

Telling hole storys,

everybody is thinking

Just about his life,

His problems,

His time …

So i don’t speak,

letting you thinking …

You can talk,

I didn’t listen …

Im lost, 

in my thinking … 

I’m a writer,

I write … 

You can read it,

If you want …

Just my thinking,

My thoughts …

If i write it,

they follow …

Every word 

they are reading, 

Not like a talk …

Now you are listen,

All …

What’s the message,

You will ask …

No one …

Just thoughts …

Just writing,

What i want! 

I have stolen your time,

A criminal mind …

Without talking,

Saying a word …

Only writing,

That’s all … 
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Me and my little dogs

Me and my little dogs
I’m walking around,

Walking fast, walking far,

Walking all the day long.

Meeting people, making small talk …

Walking again, lets go on …

And every time a feeling, 

A strange one …

Something is coming,

Or waiting for me,

During my walk,

Something goes on …

I don’t care, i walk!

Im prepared, for all …

Keep the sight up,

Looking around,

Looking far …

Im on a street,

In the middle of nowhere …

Seeing trees,

Its becoming dark …

Something moving, 

Its not so far …

And there,

Another one,

Ok, there are three …

They are waiting, 

Looking at me from far …

I don’t care,

I walk …

Having always a watch, 

To see what they do … 

They follow, 

My little dogs …

I walk slowly,

And say come on … 

Lets walk together,

A time long … 

I like them,

They are smart …

They love me, 

Like a dad … 

We are walking,

And walk … 

I don’t know what a race they are,

I know we are bro’s …

All the way long, 

Like one …

We walked far,

And i say „hold on!“ …

Was a long way,

A nice one, 

But now, i remember, 

Something i have forgot …

Sorry, but i have to go back! 

Sorry, you have to walk alone! 

They are not happy,

We are bro’s,

But ok, and they go on …

But now, after a while, 

Something goes wrong …

After all this time,

Something goes on …

I feel it, i know it,

Somewhere they are …

I walking again, 

to the highest place that i find, 

from there i see far and yes, there they are … 

Something is moving on my way,

But its far …

Now i see one thing,

This are no dogs!

Now i see one thing,

This are wolfs!

They are hunting,

Everything they found …

I think they learned something,

But they are wolfs …

Wildness, freedom

And now they hunt … 

Finding me walking and try to come near, 

They try to come slowly, 

They think i didn’t saw anything, 

But I saw them from far …

And one think they forgot, 

I am a Wolf! 

I’m not a dog! 
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