pirmadienis

thoroughly lost to logic

//when the little one came
a hole was blown open
a partial surrendering in the midst of knowing
and for an instance the constant heart shed its own tears
wave upon wave carried me over
beyond the perripheries of hope and fear
deadening the voice of relentless biography
i stood at the center and danced at the extremities
mapping the city as subtle as silence
then on, outwards, into the darkness //
When the little one came
A hole was blown open
A partial surrendering in the midst of knowing
And for an instance the constant heart shed its own tears
Wave upon wave carried me over
Beyond the peripheries of hope and fear
Deadening the voice of relentless biography
I stood at the center and danced at the extremities
Mapping the city as subtle as silence
Then on, outwards, into the darkness - See more at: http://www.davidsylvian.net/releases/tracks-poems/60-tracks-davidsylvian/534-thoroughly-lost-to-logic.html#sthash.nHIYJU0m.dpuf
When the little one came
A hole was blown open
A partial surrendering in the midst of knowing
And for an instance the constant heart shed its own tears
Wave upon wave carried me over
Beyond the peripheries of hope and fear
Deadening the voice of relentless biography
I stood at the center and danced at the extremities
Mapping the city as subtle as silence
Then on, outwards, into the darkness - See more at: http://www.davidsylvian.net/releases/tracks-poems/60-tracks-davidsylvian/534-thoroughly-lost-to-logic.html#sthash.nHIYJU0m.dpuf
When the little one came
A hole was blown open
A partial surrendering in the midst of knowing
And for an instance the constant heart shed its own tears
Wave upon wave carried me over
Beyond the peripheries of hope and fear
Deadening the voice of relentless biography
I stood at the center and danced at the extremities
Mapping the city as subtle as silence
Then on, outwards, into the darkness - See more at: http://www.davidsylvian.net/releases/tracks-poems/60-tracks-davidsylvian/534-thoroughly-lost-to-logic.html#sthash.nHIYJU0m.dpuf
When the little one came
A hole was blown open
A partial surrendering in the midst of knowing
And for an instance the constant heart shed its own tears
Wave upon wave carried me over
Beyond the peripheries of hope and fear
Deadening the voice of relentless biography
I stood at the center and danced at the extremities
Mapping the city as subtle as silence
Then on, outwards, into the darkness - See more at: http://www.davidsylvian.net/releases/tracks-poems/60-tracks-davidsylvian/534-thoroughly-lost-to-logic.html#sthash.nHIYJU0m.dpuf


prisivėlė rudens į plaukus - - voratinkliais, šermukšnio uogom. pilni batai lietaus. pilna siela vėjo. vis anksčiau vakarus tamsa apgaubia. pilna siela vandens.


niekaip nepabaigiu su savo mėlynumais. bet labai gražu, toji sacre bleu. dar pagalvojau, kad čia vienas iš tos nenubaidyk paukščio nuo mano galvos serijos, nors ir ne visai apie tai.


//when the crazy one came
she placed her finger on my forehead
and pushed on through
i woke up, face on fire
spitting out diamonds
thoroughly lost to logic
craving her madness//

1 komentaras:

Barbora Kavaliauskaite rašė...

kokio grožio mėlynas berniukas su uogomis ir paukščiais plaukuos!
p.s. gyvenu gerai, ačiū