that something volatile seemed
because of the hard brown binding
the book flew pages
everything was in a huge bright flight

and all the previous distances were forgotten
forgot all that will be next
everything around was forgotten and pulled
was just that the flying flew

it flew a black flame of a fire
it flew and flown and circled
but all this was just a melody of the eyes
only the sound of flutes of distant

02.09.18

tired a bit
a bit tired
and again the muscles of the face
again rest do not give

but I'm tired
I'm a little tired
I'm tired of today
I'm tired of fatigue

01.09.18

it was raining
but only in my head
everything was gray
everything was like an autumn

summer is gone
today was his last day
met an old friend
nothing changes and goes

played piano
quietly and almost silently
I looked at the sea
it merged with the sky

31.08.18

wrote an old friend
and I was a skeleton
and I was a dead man
nothing to say I could not
nothing could not say

wrote an old friend
after so much time
after so many months
what topics he touched
but I could not say anything

he pulled my strings
feelings poured into all the blanks
the music was loud around
but only on my balcony
but I could not say anything

30.08.18

again thoughts about the future
again and again they have me
again the future is coming again
again my ages and strangers
all over again and again and again

again thoughts about the future
which like the past does not exist
again and again I all think about it
although I am not in this world
and never me and others were not

no light no darkness there is nothing
only the bushes are burning with flame
only the flame and ice around
flame and ice flames and ice and time goes by
and again and again thoughts about the future

29.08.18

in the rotation of the collar
various flowers are spinning
and tulips and blue flowers
and roses are all red
and sunflowers forgotten

in the rotation of the collar
spinning spinning
spinning spinning is not clear
where it is not clear
heaven and earth are spinning

and the sun and happiness
and happiness and sun
and different different feelings
and sunflowers and roses
everything is spinning a cycle

28.08.18

in the sky sang the mountains today
red moon
she said her true word
and joy and laughter and pain and sadness
and anxiety and fear and horror and confusion
all overtook me at that moment

I was destroyed and created
it was a new birth a new death
these were new steps and not steps at all
I was in the middle of emptiness and darkness
where I was not known where in the moon
probably in the red moon behind the mountains

27.08.18