La Brise
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? by 海邊的凱恩斯
"Bars"? is another name of anecdotes,
as traffic lights are touchstones for utilitarianism.
Fatigue remains an unconvincing excuse,
Absurdity repeats on our complacency with mediocrity.
This summer dusk sinks in La Brise.
Life is no better than a plate of Aloko.
Security guards are showing off their Qwankido
The brown-haired belle is flirting around,
laughter and tears drowned in her wine glass.
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Suddenly strikes the bell from the Cathedral at sharp hours,
disturbing those potbellies' clumsy dance moves.
I am so caught in the squeaky but emotional singing voice
that I forget to smile back at the stars.
