and my heart was pounding
and the heart on the lyre played
and the heart did not forget
did not forget that day
that hour of the century

when the lightning in the sky was
when the darkness in the sky was
when the last star
in this world
telling stories
about the past and future

when death tore my eyes
when death was torn as granite
like granite hurried unknown
like gold gone
my young days


01.08.18

here and I go to the shower
I'm going to bathe in the water
I'm going into the water I'm going
I'm going to wash for all time

31.07.18

I walked along the sea in bold steps
by the sea I walked and did not stop
as if my heart was not beating
as if my heart did not move
and no matter how people do not bother me
I walked along the sea in bold steps

but the days were flying like birds
like trees in spring and autumn in summer
like the snow outside the window like a blizzard
as if every day and every night
but the days of flying flew away
but the dream took root in me

30.07.18

and in the flight of a butterfly I went
I went far after you for my love
and in flight a butterfly magical starry
I went to you my love
to you that left me last summer

and in flight butterflies through birches of oaks
through apple trees and many other places
through poland through america through galandia
and even through red red china
to you my butterfly striped like a zebra

and the star floats in the sky as if in milk they
but is not it so and everything is so
we live are born and die in milk
and milk I drink it every morning for the morning
and I think of you my love left in the summer

29.07.18

eludes time slips away
as if a snake were like a piano
like stars outside the window
like lonely oak
time slips away from me

and what is time and what is a day
what does it mean to slip away
what does it mean a snake and piano
what does such a star mean
and what is true solitude

eludes time eludes
disappears disappears like a spider's thread
as its core as its web
As his house is abandoned and new
built in february onward

28.07.18

by rooms
as in the streets
I walked on the road
I walked on the road
was on the road
I sang a song
I sang a song

27.07.18

I am a woman I have always been her
I've always been a blue-eyed girl
but the lost time knocked the clock
they knocked like a hammer for a minute
and time took me away from myself
I lost myself I'm losing myself
and figured himself and bought himself
Only now I have other eyes
and now I'm not a woman I'm a man

but unless unless time runs
streams flow at lightning speed and thunder rumbles
then maybe I'm not a woman or a man at all
I'm something or something
that the lost and unprecedented ignorant
no consciousness and no soul and no heart of mine
I'm not a man I'm not a woman I'm nothing
I was a woman I was a man and all this is a celebration
I shed blood shedding wine and it's all nothing
solemnity solemnity solemnity celebration
I lost myself I lost myself and never found
I've never ever never never found myself
and never talked to himself

the night goes on as the day goes on  
and the plane in the sky flies    
there I see myself in a blue blouse with a man
looked away to the ground looked in the cafe
there I am already a red-haired girl stained with years who
trying to compose verses looked the other way
saw a store and in the store is a Chinese and this
Chinese is me and again I buy books and book books
how many times about how many times have I seen myself
About the same time I was dying and was born
i was a girl she was me i was a man he was me
but what I am now is the question that I will never know
whether I am a girl or a diamond is a pearl either man

26.07.18