I have nothing to say to you or to offer
I have too many thoughts in my head
but nothing to communicate to you
I don\'t need triplets
sonnets and trumpet schemes
to throw down
I just need you
of your outburst
of an instinct
of a thought
of a comment
a curiosity
about me about you
private
public
moderate or indecent.
We don\'t know each other
but we are one soul.
If you don\'t recognize yourself in this
stay away from me
I don\'t need hendecasyllables
to send you to shit