u snu sam sama
na pokretnoj traci
koja vodi u pad
pad
pad
kraj mene se lako
odlamaju komadi
i čuje smijeh
smijeh
smijeh

gasi se tama
sivim dahom
ču-do-vi-šta
putuje dim
i vidim mu metu
strah 
strah
strah

kao vajaru
pod prstima
svjetlo dana propada
miješam se
suptilno
sa tvojim morama

riječi
kao meci lošeg strijelca
promašuju
tačke
kao gorde tajne ravni
nestaju
šuma
kao strašna priča
raste
i prekriva
mnoštvo naših grobova
sa jedva niklim ružama

poput susreta
kod kamena
što se uvijek premotava
miješam se
prikazom
u obzor tvoga sna

vasionka
vasionka

...loyal...liar, big time...brutal...again brutal...love all kids, especially those with autistic disorder...love music, that mathematics of all the worlds...again loooooooove music...read, read and read even more...love to write...loooove to write poems&songs...tales...more tales...manicure nails, no, no, never...love to seek, seek big time...explore...love God...again love God, that greatest freak of all the times... odd fellow...love major guy in the underworld...love equinox...indeed love equinox...mmmmmmm, love blood, that knowledge thing...don't know how to love...love myself mostly and ouuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...love freaks...again love freaks...all freaks...hate to share bed with anyone but one...love one grandmother and her son...her son...her dead son...love men...mmmmmmmm, love men with attitude...love men with attitude again...love gracefully women...mmmmmm, muses...adore troubadour...love night...again love night...love light...hate order...hate paper money...love symbols...adore symbols...love frustration...love hard lesson...tatoo...mmmmmmmm, haaaaaard lesson...

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