I have tasted the fire inside your mouth
Ассоциации.
Rivers, Rivers, rivers of your veins
Where do they lead to?
I don't want it anymore
I don't want to see them
Anymore.
It's too slow
When we realise
Where we are
It's turning us
Around
You don't exist
The seventeenth minute
Get quiet
Look around
Surreal snow
Reject...no
Just accept the thin line
You are deep in nowhere
You can't escape
Just think of the walls
This snow...
No, there's no fire for me
Though I can see it
Rolling down
It's too slow
When we realise
Where we are
It calls to the light
It covers with the dark
Erased
Are your shapes
Left alone
The end is close
But then it comes again
Raging
But slow
But cruel
...and raw.
Be patient
And wait
And wait.
Ignore the fear
Take a breath
And start again
Go away from it
It's almost over
Sudden pain
Won't make you stop
Once again
Keep on going
Away from it
Don't let it reach you
They exaggerate
But it's over now
You can rest
Finally, you can rest.
(30.08.2009.)
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