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“OFF” (kurt # 3)

One-third full
I woke up in the first third of the night
And I heard the strains from Metallica
Stops the voice of death and suffering
Sung the world’s black red verses
Reminds me of old friends
Companions between wounds and sorrow
Friends while the embers are on fire
Comrade when red is smoldering

I could stand silent in a quiet corner
Among the images and notes that have not died
Looking at memories that never come back
In my long daydream stand alone
And you are not a fairy or a lover
I will not remember you in every dream
While asleep not covered with legs
Until the eyes open and do not come back

Why do not you walk anymore
Stopping the pace of life
Leaving me alone in the struggle
I do not know when I miss
Shouts – shouts in dreams that … Read more

pen

For pen’s sake
And for the sake of black ink
And a piece of paper that faithfully accompanied him
This meaningless word does not last long
Because his words came out of a venomous tongue
Unexpected and unnoticed
Ends faded, goes out and is gone extinct

Read each written reading
Study each painted passage
This reading was not created mystically
Because this reading is realistic
Not a romantic reading
And not a reading for those who are atheists

These words are eternal
When a pen is dancing
In the ink droplets that always pursue
On paper lying alone
A combination of black and white
Eternal, until all die

If the pen and ink are not created
What is the meaning of a life
Until words can not be written
And writing can not be described
Lost with wind and solitude
Dark like a night without star and moon rays… Read more