Walk
so stupidly, see
the road seems empty, talk softly
with staggering voice in
the glass you fool,
make
everybody laugh
as you dance and look
honestly,
alas!
the purse your
fingers hold without
a single penny.
hurry your home
is
so near yet! far way
and the feet slowly waving
going to the ground
and the eye plays
the hide
and seek....what a pity friend
in the soil you
cramp
and your day
might not see the sun
wake up,
everything is just for
fun, forward
everything will be fine
lead your way
as you drink again, be home my friend

Antonio Liao

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