December time.
Endless nights. Party time. Celebrating nonsense. Supposedly for actual achievements. Religious motives. Pretexts for excesses. Binge and gluttony. Lust and fantasies. Delirious spending. Three atmospheres heavy hangovers. Cold freezing the early morning face. Stone like feelings. Lost memories. Motives unknown. Touches kisses liquids without meaning. Urban highways back and forth. Occasional strange lights in the sky. Words songs gossip barely heard. Music loud without conviction. Dances like insects in heat. Moon watching behind clouds. Spectres of people drinking like if they were alive. Insomnia present here with me. Medusa girls with all their snakes in their heads. Steroid full clowns. Victoria Secret Angels wannabes. Myself eating a late night sandwich and a beer. Writing… Imagining…