POISON ENVY

Madam, Sir, is there any route
you would like today
yes, to Tanger
I meet Paul Bowles in Tanger
please let me introduce myself
I’m a writer, just to lazy, always lazy
pain, morality, psyche down…
I had nice sex this morning…feeling nearly happily,
how bad…back to old form, though unexpected…
we had nice ships, or so…
trouble-ships, never ending
‚til the morning passed…
and I’m singing…to myself
finally I touched the bed
and teh day caught up with me
poison envy
the day caught up with me
and I’m singing
„everything in you is poison
everything in you is broken“

words: boa
music: boa, vella