Touch my leg,
Touch my breast...
The vampire is walking,
All through the night...
Oh my,
With a sugar high...
This poem,
Is just not meant to be...
This is a rhyme,
I'm going to do...
Cars cars,
Driving so fast...
Turn off all programs
shut your phone off all the way...
The cheap thrill
to be tobogganing down the slope...
no oil or pitches
to make tender...
Dreaming jellyfish
Sing their song...
The Rialto’s too busy to catch your breath
amid hustling tourists clogging the wall...
Order appears to be
a loose concept in Cairo...