A strange man

There was this man

Who lived all of his life

Surrounded by things and people

And he was always sited in a chair

That had two gold large armrests

And a little wood support for his feet

He was a noiseless man all right

He did no harm

He had only kindness,

 richness

A beautiful accent, two ladies

A giant house and

A quite normal reasoning

One day he realized

That things could be more

Useful if you meant them not

To be perpetuated by sense

So he started living life without logic

And he would choose everything backwards

Like his teeth

Your supposed to brush them three times a day

He would do it eleven times

and they got white

but so white that they started to disappear

so he bought chewing gum

and he attack it there

he started to read books

and words

from their end to their beginning

and he achieved a new significance in life

he knew another worlds

and the earth and magnitude

didn’t meant anything

were too…

pour…

he breathed air through his penis

and it was like he didn’t had lungs

or didn’t need them at all

he listened to sounds

with a gramophone

and he could not speak

but he laugh loud

like a sensual girl

he had a strange snicker

and he would seem

so serious

and sad

that the cats would feed him

with jam and cheese

and little pieces of broccolis

he could bark too

but he couldn’t meow

and he had a shadow

and his shadow

seemed to follow him

everywhere

and she speaked

and talked

and was fozzy

but handsome

an handsome shadow

with a great masculine voice

and bright eyes

and no animal hums

and lungs that breathe

and ears that hear

he used his shadow

because

he thought he needed the normality

that raged her

and he never had money

he didn’t need money

He pooped stars

And he would pay things with them

So people could have more dreams

And less

Pain.

He knew everything about pain

All about

Live

And that dreams

Make everyone pretty much alive

He tried to sleep very much

Hours and hours

So he would dream

And so on live

He didn’t take drugs

But he would sell them

And he said that he sold

Ideas and

Everyone bought them

And so he stole people’s dreams

With ideas

He never felt hungry

Or get sick

Or had the need to make love

Or have sex

But one day

He had a fight with his soul

She said that she spent years serving him

Which he didn’t valued

He didn’t care

So the man got very angry

Very nervous

And he hit the floor

With his fist

So hard that he broke it

And in the middle of the floor

A blood river grew

And he could see hearts bumping there

And the fishes

Were so alive

That he cried everytime he looked at them

That river didn’t know what dead was

He bought every words in the world

And he poured them in the river

And more fishes raised

And the sea got sublime

And so he started to live by the sea

He told the fishes stories

And they listened to them

With those spread little eyes

Sometimes

those fishes cried

and he cleaned their tears with love

but soon he felt lonely

and he created another mind

of his own

and after some time

he was double minded

and after some more time

he was triple minded

and so on

that man

lived with terrible other minds

by the sea

with fishes that sang

he was a strange man

and he had a strange life

but by instantiates

a mind that has the ability

to create another minds

is able to dominate the world