I remembered
I remember
remember those days
days of bright sun
and the days that
were as if in an oven

when the blood ran down my cheeks
when the blood came from my eyes
when the hands were daggers
and every day was soaked
revenge and anger
taken from a huge artistic talent

I remembered
I remember those doors
those beds of salami and hay
I remember those needles and those spiders
those terrible guys
who cut off my head
and then threw me into the water
eternally dying and eternally drowning

I remember
I remember

06.07.18

and there was a steed from me
the horse is huge
like the moon
the moon is very similar

and here we are the moon
full moon
put forward
a great way

and here we went on the boulevards
on beautiful roads
and poetry to each other
read

how wonderful those moments were
how saturated they were
now this horse is gone
she disappeared

she went into space
she forgot me and this planet
she went to the stars
went to the ghosts of the night

03.07.18

I am in the garden
and the trees are singing
and the sun is singing
love song

I am in the garden
and bluebirds
and bluebirds
write in water

I am in the garden
and clouds
and clouds
float in flowers

04.07.18

care in darkness
night care
all of us are shining

and light is darkness
and the light is darkness
and it has always been like this

and alive and all living
and the dead in this world
they are all equal
everyone is equal

care in darkness
night care
all of us are shining

and this light is ours
already burned out
already told us his word

we are now alive
we are now dead
we are not singing

dead - living
dead do not breathe
the dead sing

02.07.18

that's the end of the day
and again I take out the pen
I take out the paper
and again I write
I write about that beauty
that was today
I write about that beautiful
what my eyes saw today

that's the end of the day
that's the end of the day
I say to myself
and I look at the night starry sky
and write
and write
and only I write
with love
will share with everyone

01.07.18

crying was like rain
crying fell from the sky
and glass
and glass
tore up papers
tore hands

crying is unbearable
wailing tore my soul
and not mine and others
Chinese in one far country
somewhere in the future
or in the past

about crying
time you're crying
I'm you time
about crying
glass

05.07.18

today i'm dead
and I resurrected

or I died yesterday
when the window was
stars and fire
flame

today i'm dead
and took the torch with him

and the birds sing again on the street

29.06.18