If I sent you back the mail
(letters and sentences)
would you write to me asking me why?
Would you send me postcards from strange places
in your (sweaty and dirty) body?
Would you draw me the outline of the map of hell?
Would you burn my clothes in a public square?
What would you do at last?
What would you do when lost?
If I sent you back the roses
(withered and sorrowed)
would you take their scent inside you?
If I sent you away in a long trip around
this never stoping planet
would you send me pictures of no landscapes?
Would you do me a list?
Would you think of me with lust?
If I told you that I know by heart
all the songs on top 20
of your birth year...
Wich one of us would be the lest?