to fix
what's broken
is piece of cake

to repair
what's torn apart
is piece of art

*
i'm hungry
draw me something

they wish they
could fly

high
off the shoulders of us

the sky is no limit

low
they dive

*
when we bow

if only they knew
these fast-moving people

what's running through
my senses

they would've gone
to the gallery

with me

i'd like to have
my private jet
to melt the ice cream
high above

and let it drawn
my mansion fantasy
down below

oh

when will i realize
i only fell on ice

i don't fear the god above
i'm frightened of his hands on earth

thousand of fingers
knitting chains

imprisoning
these blooming peonies

in the garden of hell

*

i'll chop your fingers off
by watering

i could've written
a novel about her
but still there wouldn't
be enough words
to cover

the angelic picture
in my mind

the green doctors
reaches the sky
tanned tattoos
passing by

this is what
dreams are made of
they told me

in the city of shadows

you all are prisoners
forced to obey
the people's republic
of hell

it's precious
don't let it go
while counting
heaven's falling scars

narrow it down
they said

i wouldn't
i answered

this is it

have you ever
heard the sound
of war

have you never
sensed the smell
of peace

oh
i'm sorry i had to
wake you up

now
can you see
the dawning gun?

you never have to
be the one
who screams the loudest
to be seen

when the only thing
that can be heard
is the heat
of your heart

it's like a radio
you can't turn off
that annoying hit song
you will forget
but you can't

pause

never judge a man
by his past
when you believe
in his future

i've always been
afraid of
unveiling the mask
frightened to
enter the stage
scared to silence
by the applause

i don't want to
i don't need to

*

because he's playing with me
the entire act

if i could express
my love in stones
i would have
bought you diamonds

but
it is even stronger
and harder

*

all i want is to be
a rolling stone

moving with your lips

i'm a poet
i said

then you must
know a lot about love
they said

and laughed

i'm just painting words
i answered

i let you flow
through the veins
to my heart

unaware of
your tremendous
armory

to realize

it was
just another
shot from the past

water
old-fashioned

food
vintage

oxygen
so last year

now
it's all about hunting waves
on stilettos