It wears me out
…She Looks like the real thing.
She tastes like the real thing,
my fake plastic love.
But I can’t Help the Feeling.
I could blow through the ceiling.
If I just turn and run.
and it wears me out.
If I could be who you wanted all the time…
_Radiohead (Fake plastic trees, excerpt)_
“It wears me out”
Milano, Italy, Jan. 2013
© Massimo S. Volonté