BeCaUsE

because the sun
only tagsüber scheint
because
there is not enough place
under my pillow
and under my head
because
the rain drops
deep inside my words
under my finger they itch
because
i've never loved you
i always have
because
i've never missed you
as i miss you today
in every kind of the meaning
i miss you i miss i miss
because the world is not fair
and it's so kind to us
and i love dancing in the rain

deja vu

i've seen this
somehow before
i know
beeing so sure
is weird
but i've seen this
somewhere somehow
and i know
i know what is to happen
i know how the weather will be
like a matrix error
black cats and voodoo dolls
i've learnt how this things happen
my eyes play with my mind
some kind of evil game
once again
but this time though
the one element is different
has changed
i won't dance
as you play

sukienka

miala taka rozowa
sukienke
-niewidzialna
wisiala obok
marzen o tobie
wkladala ja tylko
w letnie sny
znosila sie ...sama
wciaz sama
i coraz mniej rozowa
az znikla
nie potrfilaby
znowu w niej chodzic

she had this kind of dress
red sexy...invisible
it hung
beside her wishful thinking-s
was worn
during summer dreams
only
she couldn't wear it
cause the dress wore itself out
more and more itself-ish
on it's own
right up to disappearance
right up to non wishing
that the moon would ever shine

confusion-transfusion-wordsfusion

i really can't write the poems
pathos steals
those gorgeous sparkles
cripples beauty
words start hurting
itch my fingers
too much seeking
after answers
disappear while i get them.
i don't really write the poems
they just happen
and i'm quoting
to detain starry-eyed lightning
for bit longer than for always

muzeum wyobrazni

wysniony sen
zlamanych obrazow
rozowe swiatlo na nosie mona lisy
nie chialyby pewnie
tak samo jak ona
usmiechac sie smutno do...
i jeszcze smutniej
tak samotnie wsrod ochow i achow tez
nawet nie ma z kim sie napic

zostawic za soba
caly przyszly kurz
jutrzejszy balagan
i sierpniowy deszcz
zostawic ale nie przeminac
palic zapalki
ochronic reka ogien
pisac ksiazki
leczyc ludzi
patrzec im w oczy
przygarnac psa
wystarczy moze
a moze i tak
zawsze bedzie glodno
czegos wiecej

leave behind
all the future dust
tomorrow's mess
and the august rain
leave but not to pass
burn the matches
protect the fire with own hand
write the books
treat people
look into their eyes
to shelter a dog
it might suffice
but maybe even though
you'll hunger
for something more

changed by nimue

changed by nimue
wednesday at three
the colors and sounds
and icons to
changed by nimue
cause black has tired her eyes
made her dizzy confused
hasn't let her fall asleep
changed by nimue
those words and point of view
schedule and the lay out of days
vanilla sky strawberries taste
desintagration and my perfume
something has been changed

wykrywacze klamstw- lie detectors

pod poduszka
tuz przed zmrokiem
wykrywacze
niezliczone smutne wiersze
i piosenki deserowe
kazde slowo
kazdy usmiech
wykrywacze wykrywaja
nazywaja przeksztalcaja
tusze szminki
zaklamane kocham, nie chce
wykrywacze odmieniaja
slodki sen w jakas tam prawde

under the pillow
just before it gets dark
detectors
all umpteen sad songs
creamy poems
every word
and every smile
detectors do detect
name and change
false i love you, false i do
turn sweet glossy dream
detectorish
into the half whole truth

pozeracze obrazow-painting devourers

ostro spilowane zeby podejrzliwosci
powoli obrazy zgryzajace
po kawalku
kapelusze i motylowe kwiaty
motoryke statycznych postaci
i kolor gruszek w koszyku
kratke z koca
zlizuje jezyk atrofi
amfiteatr szalenstwa
demonem budzik i czajnikowy gwizdek
na upartym zlosliwym palniku
ostro spilowane zeby podejrzliwosci
nie naruszaja tla ani ram
faktura niezmieniona
rozmazany landszawcik bawarski
w kolorze herbaty z mlekiem
ostro spilowane zeby alzheimerowskiej satyry
cynizm z obledem
zmieszane w nieistniejacym na plotnie koszyku
bezuzyteczny eksponat charytatywnej aukcji
w warstwie podkladu uwieziony


sharp filed distrust teeth
champing the painting
piece by piece
hats and butterfly flowers
statical figure's motor activity
and apple's color in the basket
atrophy tongue
licks chequered blanket
amphitheatre of madness
alarm clock and kettle's whistle
turned into demons
sharp filed distrust teeth
they don't tuch
background nor frame
unaffected texture
faded bavarian landschaftness
milk tea shaded
sharp filed alzheimer's satire-teeth
cynicism with insanity
they blend in the painting basket
worthless auction exhibit
trapped in the undercoat

sunglasses or other diseases

i've been staring at the sky
have seen each sun-flame
reflecting in martini bottle
sunglasses, make-up mirror
i've seen devil's moon-dance
and the clouds
from the dragon-shaped one
my naughty angel
has been watching me
while smoking a long cherry pipe
and than the rain has come
has washed my face
my fancy funny green shoes
i've started dancing

simple chair- story

you came
and sat on my little chair
after a while i've stuck into you
my tired addicted mind has known..
as long as you sit there
i'm gonna smile
falling asleep, waking up
one day you've gone
but i had my peace
cause i felt your scent while lying on my bed
when the scent was gone
i still could've slept
cause i saw the chair you were sitting on
but than some idiot
he broke the chair
i didn't care though, you know
cause i knew
there used to be this chair
you used to be sitting on
and than one day
i've bought the new one
different and cosy
and it smelled fresh new
i have forgotten
there used to be an other
and i've smiled while falling asleep