East Side Story Collection

Prophecy sensualisticodelica

Shade, rays of light through the darkness, smoke in the air, too, burn my eyes, but also come on a butt. The same rhythm
electronic beats incessantly and makes us move in a repetitive and bored as actors in a bizarre reportage of the RAI abuse of young people today.
A pulsating light enlightens us, illuminates his face, it is setting.
I look at it a moment of escape, I turn cowardly and after a moment when I turn around and try instinctively in the crowd. Curious. Hungry.
There she is, she is smiling to another, he is rubs on him and he takes her hand, the talks closely, touches her face, hair .. all of a sudden she departs abruptly, he pretends not to understand, laughs I stupidly and in that exact look with intense lightning. Curiosa. Affamata.Sfuggo afraid to turning around his eyes again. It gives me a shove. I turn and look bad and she slaps me laughing. My body stiffens and relaxes at the same time.
takes her hand, then another, I paste it on to you, my forehead against his, our eyes, our noses, our mouths almost touching.
I feel the smell of her skin, her breathing labored. Tension and excitement are mixed.
She bites her lips and pushes me back with a look of scorn and complicity gives me back.
get stuck, our copy fit, our hands are playing, shake, scratch .. my fingers sliding on his own, glide over his skin, his hands shaking ..


but-Hey are you there? but what are you thinking?
I feel that I shake hands again .. I get back to me ..
-Ehm ..?! No no no, I'm just tired ..
-You always say so .. but what did you do last night?
-No darling, I went dancing with friends, nothing special ..
says his hands, so similar ... so different ... the touch, the caress still in disbelief, I feel the warmth, softness, good color .. the look in your eyes ..
-What are you looking?
-You fool! I waited a long time now .. and honestly did not think that would never come;
smiles, looks at a child sitting on a stroller, he smiles, looks at me, the kiss, of course. Absurd.

sigh-So? What are you doing?
He looks doubtful now, waiting for an answer that I do not know her. Sigh

noise cups, fixed the forgotten cigarette that is smoked on its own.

-Au but why do not you speak?
-Ah?
-can not hear you! Are you talking about? "No excuse
grandmother, is the connection ..
-But then you tell me anything? What are you doing there?
- But no, the usual ..
Eat-ah! and be careful who you often see with someone .. perhaps?
No-nooo .. I do not have the time .. studio all day!
Oh good, be careful, however, look There are a moment to say "are pregnant ..", and votes will coli offrunu cigarette na, na beer ..?
Noooooooooo-grandmother quiet ...
-E when you come back?
-Shit, but how many times I told you ?!?!?!
-matruzza Bedda .. yes I know but I will not do so alone and I am old and I forget everything now ..

Puff .. I look around, I put my hands over his face and close my eyes

I open my eyes, a white wall. I close them, I turn in bed, I open them and I only see myself in the mirror

And you ..? what will you do? I will do?


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