RECIPE

Mixing your brain sauce

In a sand bowl

The pretty taste of your fears

The mystery of the carrots peregrination

Going to cut up their heads.



What a romantic recipe:

The eyesore of a saucepan

With an ocean of scrambled hearts

Add (to this) a can of sick thoughts

And put a pound of the frail perfume of love

Bake it with the flame of the winter

To make a tasty pinch of madness

Then you'll have finished

The inevitable soup of life

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