Tuesday, November 14, 2017

Old Pine

the colors are disappearing, the sky is disappearing
from the darkness someone is coming
in a silver clothes, with lights
they are bringing the news that you're gone
on a piece of paper is her goodbye
(?) venus and in it goodbye
where is my pride
my effort my braveness
what's the reason that you're gone from here
i know I was platinum and you wanted fake
i was an angel but for you a devil
I was the king of the whole world
but your home is on Venus and I don't know the way to get there
I don't know
Her smell remains in a frame a contour
torn songs and sound
in an empty desert I'm still waiting for them
fear remains, I know they are not coming
now i'm writing words for her in the sand
and I'm hoping for a reflection to venus
I would give anything to find out why and how
i would give anything to show what I can
and again it's evening
a planet is above me again
I'm loosing all my power
I'm getting blind
sounds, visions, everything is colapsing
everything is curving, but I can't
but I know I can
and I know I can

Thursday, October 12, 2017


So what DOES happen if you yell, "Fire!" in a crowded theatre?