SĄCZĄC FLEURIE

Leżąc w objęciach wanny
Suszę krawędzie kielicha
Wdycham
Opary myśli
A każdy oddech
Staranny
Schowany do szuflady
Zamykam
Utrwalając w przedsionku świadomości
Każdy kolejny wdech
Od poprzedniego inny
Wino mi barwi usta
Krwawego smaku dotykam

MY

My Little World
Several paintings hanging on the wall
And dresses in the wardrobe
So innocent and pale
Few books on the shelf

My Little Life
Smiles
And Handshakes
And Men' eyes
There's nothing fresh breaking the monothony of the air
There's no surprise
My Little Life stays little and pale
Whatever Gods decided to lay on my fate

My Little Cage
Where I fight all the rage
Where I spit
Curse and cry
And die few times a day
World vanishes away
And away
And away...

Me... I stay
Inside this cage
Until there's nothing I couldn't bare
Or ask for and didn't receive
Until the light pulls me out by the hair...

UNEXPECTED

You
Knocked on my window frame
Even though there was no glass filling it
As if you couldn't enter
As if the frame was window as such

You knocked and didn't do much more
As if a touch was enough
As if a touch could happen to be too much
And annihilate the pride

You knocked on my window frame
To utter my name
And be gone again
Without even looking inside...