from "Amore Cosmico"

YOU CAN GO UP THE WALL    -    Deutsche version    -    Versione italiana

A bag of brown leather
is sleeping, seated on
my kitchen table.
The fridge is weeping
because it's cold:
it's a little constipated.
The neurotic washing machine
is ripping the sheets.
You can go up the wall
if you enter the kitchen
of my house.

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