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Incantation
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With the tips of my fingers
I rise to the moon
Am I myself or am I living
in a crazy world?
Blue coming from the sky
Touches the cheek
Mister psychiatrist
is closing my case
I\'m still lying
I still serenely stare
to the barred windows
and say I am fine!
I know what you hid
in that grey file
Do I seem pale to you?
for me you are nothing
People encourage me
to take a sleeping pill
For me all walls
just dissapear
The eyes pulled out
from the nape
Look at me and I see
though hidden
in a sheet of paper
the black coming again
I cry like a corpse
crucified on the stake
Worms from this world
suck my brain
The flame is rising
and lowing again
I feel my skull aching
just come and kill me!
I\'m dazing with laurels
my time is running out
contemplation calling
old drops of blood
There\'s the big question
I know I\'ll be born
when I look to the sky
I don\'t smile, I yawn
Revelations palms
I wait for them
with an exorcism
the knife in my veins
knows the right ways
Just wait till I cover myself
Do you want to come see me
My bed is bending towards
So few flowers
In my full tub I wash
Your bronze mask
Under my skirt grow
A wound and a scale
I play hide and seek
and I play it with God
Bolted in the chest
Of all \"myself\" names
Breathing hurts
As does my thought
I hide from myself
Searching for you always
da-da nu-da
still looking for my tzara
my darkness illuminated
with a cigarette
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