понеделник, 2 август 2010 г.

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"All the accidents that happen
follow the dot
confidence makes sense
only with you
you don't have to speak
I feel
emotional landscapes
they puzzle me"



Искаш да ме подчиниш, императивно подхождаш към демонологията. В късите изречения виждам накъсания дъх на страха. И треперещите думи. Дишам спокойно-значи ще говоря дълго. Ergo sum! Вместо екзорсист, повикайте поет.


"all that no-one sees
you see what's inside of me
every nerve that hurts you heal
deep inside of me
you don't have to speak - I feel
emotional landscapes
they puzzle me
confuse
then the riddle gets solved and you push me up to this:

...state of emergency...
...how beautiful to be!..."