lola

laurence, lo, lola,
lolita, lila, laure,
lolo...hello? Laurence?
- yes.
- are you ok?
- yes.
- I want to see you so badly.
Laurence, lola, lo...
- yes soon... soon.
that’s not the worst,
there are nevers which gun you down.
lola would rather be the type
to shoot herself, even if she
says see you soon.
4, 5 or 6,
I don’t remenber how many
aborted attempts,
from her veins to poison, from the rope to
anemia.
she’s tried everything
to die.
that’s the way I love her,
my lo, my lola, my Laurence.
poeple say she is insane
but me I love her,
I love a madwoman.
it’s so much more dangerous,
more disturbing.
it’s a burning passion,
which hurts.
it’s an unbelievable love.
when it’s too simple you get bored.
lolly, lola, Laurence, lolita
- I want to see you so badly.
- soon... soon.