BFLF Prize

 

*Yellow-Yellow Kiss Duh Fellow

You was young and wanted to tell
hell, you wanted to spill 

night secrets in dreams
all over your bodies.

 yellow-yellow…

You know this is what you wanted

a kissin on dat supple skin… Read the whole text

Freedom

 
We are free
But are we really?

Our bodies stuck in an unremitting trance,
The puppet master has let down and folded his hands,
And yet we continue to participate in this unabating dance.

Acting for them and … Read the whole text