Wings on the inwards
I had to be an angel,
but on carrying into effect
my wings were mounted within
and now I’m fated
to fly inside me only.
Due to the airflows
made by the wings
a lung
Let my lizard fingers
resting on your breasts -
stones warmed up
by the sun of your fervor
inside the bliss
of the virgin eagerness.
Let my claw thrills
rip into pieces your fervor
We are saying everywhere
that darkness we do not like
and yet
at the end of each day
we buy from the Lord\'s shop
at least one bag with night
which we consume
- each in his
(to souls but english teachers)
Now,
when blossom starts bearing road
in song of white and pink, purple and yellow,
when leaf is calling grass and both are calling life,
when Persephone,
to Clausius
Every morning
I escape the quilt
as a hatchling
of the shell.
Every morning
I pass from crowd of black
in crowd of blue.
When it rains
rain colors
and
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Important notice
- Museum can not be visited in group
- The visitor is asked to wipe his soul on the welcome mat
In a nail I hooked
a leg put on in a
Break and husk
thoughts and ideas that,
without reason,
I smashing them like nuts
into my head – mortar with pig iron pestle.
Lay and hatch
thoughts and ideas,
and younglings,
instead
