Kniha toužení

THIS ISN'T CHINA
Hold me close
and tell me what the world is like
I don't want to look outside
I want to depend on your eyes
and your lips
I don't want to feel anything
but your hand
on the old raw bumper
I don't want to feel anything else
If you love the dead rocks
and the huge rough pine trees
Okay I like them too
Tell me if the wind
makes a pretty sound
I'll close my eyes and smile
Tell me if it's a good morning
or a clear morning
Tell me what the fuck
kind of morning it is
and I'll buy it
And get the dog
to stop whining and barking
This isn't China
nobody's going to eat it