Lettere dal delirio

Vividezza...e quel punto...di meraviglioso soprassalto...tra le lenzuola e la tua bocca...non mi allontano dal tuo obiettivo...in bianco e nero...pericolosa_mente...vicina...

Di sottecchi... penso...che i rimorsi siano solo per i bambini cattivi e per i preti...

"When they had the earthquake in San Francisco
Back in nineteen-six
They said that Mother Nature
Was up to her old tricks
That's the story that went around
But here's the real low-down
Put the blame on Mame, boys
Put the blame on Mame
One night she started to shim and shake
That brought on the Frisco quake
So you can put the blame on Mame, boys
Put the blame on Mame"

Put The Blame On Mame