Don't Leave The Room

Don’t leave the room, make no mistake.
You need no Sun, if you smoke cigarettes.
Outside all is pointless, especially bliss and pain.
Go to the bathroom and come back again immediately
Oh, don’t leave the room, don’t call the cab
Because the space is made of the corridor

Which ends with a counter. If come alive bitch
Opening her mouth, cast her out without undressing
Don’t leave the room; think you’re caught a cold
What can be more interesting than a chair and a wall?
What for go out and get back in the night
the same as you were but highly maimed?

Don’t leave the room; dance, catching the “bossanova” rythm,
Wearing a coat on naked body, with shoes on bore feet.
The hallway smells like ski wax and cabbage.
You wrote a lot of letters; one more will be overmuch.
Don’t leave the room. Oh, let solely room
guess how you look like. Incognito ergo sum
as form was told in anger by substance

Don’t leave the room! Out, there is not France
Don’t be a fool! Be what others were not, whether sure
Don’t leave the room! Give vent to furniture,
Blend in with the wallpapers. In any case,
isolate thyself from chronos, cosmos, eros, race,virus
Keep chronos, cosmos, eros, race, and virus from getting in the door