неделя, 26 юни 2016 г.

woody

“It reminds me of that old joke- you know, a guy walks into a psychiatrist's office and says, hey doc, my brother's crazy! He thinks he's a chicken. Then the doc says, why don't you turn him in? Then the guy says, I would but I need the eggs. I guess that's how I feel about relationships. They're totally crazy, irrational, and absurd, but we keep going through it because we need the eggs.”

събота, 25 юни 2016 г.

evil

I hope you die alone

razorblade

дай ми вода
може ли
и кафе
и храна
и малко това-онова


може ли и на мен?
малко от това


искам да чета и да пиша
едновременно
ако може сега
веднага




раз
два

и какво от това?
живея в игра

изгоря от играта
казаха децата

неделя, 19 юни 2016 г.

not yet a master

Theres a house across the river
but alas i cannot swim
And a garden of such beauty
that the flowers seem to grin
Theres a house across the river
but alas i cannot swim
I'll live my life regretting that i never jumped in
Theres a boy across the river
with short black curly hair
He wants to be my lover
and i want to be his peer
Theres a boy across the river
but alas i cannot swim
And i never will get to put my arms around him

Theres a life across the river
that was ment for me
instead i live my life in constant misery
Theres a life across the river
but i do not see
why i should please those who will never be pleased

и кво

Като две болни деца сме, които си пишат писма. Лежим в болничните си легла, заклещени,  и се утешаваме от време на време с някой и друг ред. Всичко е много чисто, внимателно, даже нежно. Но и двамата сме някак сиви, бледи и по-скоро пасивни.