As i'm about to resume <br />smoking my hashish, <br />giving up on the booze <br />for a few days <br />avoiding <br />all the violinists <br />the lonely feathers <br />and endless serenades <br />that come with it, <br />i raise my pipe to you <br />my faceless friend, <br />wishing you were here <br />flying with me <br />on these days of no return.<br /><br />Bera Tremoz<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/interconnectivity/
