Nap with Slavs
Dodane przez Andrzejsondej dnia 07.10.2007 06:27
Us two are. Bird which beak and the bird which patrzeć. One will be veins. Drunk existence in time, occupied pecking, to give to live this part me which patrzeć. It threatens us so that we exist in time and on no way apart from time tylko
Cyt "From old Tomes"
Nap with Slavs
SONDEJ Andrew
Close beak słowianinie
Paint with white paint dreams
They flutter with fallen flags blood
Rain of the ground and wind
The wet trees the fires of night the szronią
Lament of animals of boggy cobwebs
Birds' squeak kidnaps
It hangs with breath of fear the butterflies in full of hole pocket
winter ah these winter spóźnialskie
They forests stand on attention
From torn off clavicle
From crumpled head
White sheet covered branches
It calls with hymn lost house
On alloys and on moon
Motherland my goes pale
Here the dawn then daybreak of the whale's eyes
Sadnesses drop on cough gromniczny
The pores of year alter tints of their greyness
They bloom and wither, they die and rise from the dead
Usual spider swings in mysterious neighbourhood
Hand from chair siłuje on lost place
Rhythm of paddle touches with tip of hair
Burnt the pope's shadow blows away the smoke of hat
Shine the candles the fire over ceiling of world
Naked roots bend pokój
Plum in presented stewed fruit foolishness
It calls with podnieceniem
Sight my ran over in Your side of laurel leaf
Spell-bound I broke the flowerpot of the ground
I announced with crying of rain to you the touch of mouths
In of cities blunted with chimneys windows
Old boat swims after sea
Her pole blushes
It will swing with wave
Let nobody shouts already from clothes
Blind men and drunken wounds surround
Who approaches under table on pales so
It nudges set swinging in ink of star
It reads from obślizgłych of handrail of table
Sign of coasts
Pass me my sight tripped so for ever
Clean handkerchief these uncomfortable scabs
Under-water galaxies
Snail's nests on child-bearing
In light and shadow
Mad women's naughty movements
Guys in their whet witness moustaches half
Bird for bird pecks fish on on an empty stomach
It gnaws all round in crow's company pilgrim's fish - bone