Pjesme

večer se zavukla u ruke a one mi tišinom zbore šaptom otkucava vrijeme i polako, poput perja, poput maslačka, ili noćnog svijetla  sa svojim mekim sjajem spustila se tuga na oči moje proždire me cijelog a ja trulim u tišini u praznini - sam polako drobim slike usporava se vrijeme i kao da na trenutak stane u tišini moje ime i misli moje gube sjaj a tuga noćas sa svojim mekim sjajem spustila se i pojela mi vid eng: evening   has crept into my arms and they speak to me with silence ticking time whispers and slowly, like feathers , like dandelions , or night lights with its soft glow sadness descended on my eyes devouring me whole and I'm rotting in silence in the emptiness - alone slowly dribbling out images time slows down and as if stoped for a moment in the silence my name and my thoughts are losing  halo and sadness this night with its soft splendor came down and ate my vision