切 窃 嘶语

I wanna open a bakery,
and puke in it;

I wanna dig a swimming pool,
and pee in it;

I wanna build a sand castle,
and stomp on it;

I wanna cut an earthworm,
and dance on it;

I wanna find a bookstore,
and burn it down;

I wanna own a playground,
and leave it rot;

I wanna sail a paper boat,
and let it sink;

I wanna play a gramophone,
and tear it up;

I wanna grab a crayon,
and make it bleed;


I wanna speak to a child,
and call them bullshit.

It is a distorting mirror,
reflecting white moon over trouble blue water.

..
My youth is dead.