Tomorrow with a Zee

Tomorrow will be rainbows 

Tomorrow will be rain 

Tomorrow will be sufficient 

There'll be no need of haircuts 

There'll be nothing lost or gained 

Do you believe in haircuts? 

Do you believe in storms 

I wonder what's the difference 

When the pig beguiles a worm 

There was a couple kissing 

On the metro 

I could see them 

Through the blue filth 

And yellow glass 

It was not me

In this reflection 

They could have been happy

If silence laughed

Tomorrow is the hotspot 

Tomorrow will be tardy 

Tomorrow we shall kiss again

Like Horatio and Hardy

What will be tomorrow 

desperate, faithless one 

Do you believe in heaven 

And mercy for the lying 

apocalypse seal no. 7

Do you believe in wine 

Chase me piggly fukka

You know you snoutly must 

All these ashes are pasty 

Tomorrow we'll be crusts.

finished 08/08/17 - Moscow 

pic - Artaud