Defenestrated dreams of summerA Poem by Victor GardelYou play with the rolling paper, you make little cranes, for everyone who hurts you one reachs this world. When a thousand falls in space your wish will come true and you'll be unable to retrace the time when your soul felt blue. Or thousand times perhaps. You fuse the void with gaps in your mind that crawls up the spine of your home as it screams and as it growls it'll result in sadest gnome. Riding the unicorn bones he greets you by blinking with his left eye full of stones that cause the werewolf's sinking. Because the cold is mixed with heat. Swimmers are long lost in the sand. And melody takes crap in a beat, finger is seducing the hand, mermaids are flying in your brain where living can't die but joy turns to pain. Wake up my Alice there is no sanity under your bed. There's no blood in that chalice, chalice you never had. You never were a goddess and these people in the dark are not praying to you, those are just some empty faces, mind is playing tricks on you. Let us fly to hospital, there they'll give you pill. "No,those coated banshees even mute will make me ill." Maybe you are right but then try to chase the demons away together with angels too cause in this room there is only me and you. No fairy-tale beings, no murderers and no priests. Your mind is truelly deceiving you with all those feasts your thoughts are invited to, ignoring the poisoned food on wings of insanity they show up. How can I know for sure what I'm touching, what I'm dreaming you asked the normal me. This what you see right now,you and me is what your dreams are made of and there lies the difference. But what my darling (oh,your crazy replicas) if you and me are made of our dreams? And not to mention I see the gnome right now. And not to mention I notice not the little man. And not to mention, we all are born different. Yes my darling, but not in that way. I watch you, how you fall down on the floor and start hitting it with your forehead. "It'll only cause headache." But wait,I see gnome no longer. That's so fine your mind is stronger than itself,the minute before it was bending under its own dictatorship. Well done,you have climbed perpendicular mountain of sanity. "Thank you for pulling me out of the abysss of insanity." But do you remember, you asked,your eyes were shining. You remember the last summer we woke up at the same time and the mare was haunting our serenity. Yes I do my darling but it is only so because our love is deep enough for our dreams to fuse. "Please,go make me some coffee. I'll be by the window observing this beautifull snow." I shall honey,my darling,my soul. The boiling water, ground dark seeds. Sound of glass shattering and me running through the fields of panic. I leaned out through the window only to see you bloodied and devastated by the gravity down there in the snow. I stepped back, fell on the floor and started hitting the very same with my forehead. Feeling the pain running through my head I had to lean once again to kill every happiness I ever had. But, what a surprise, what a demise, what a rapture. Angel, demon and the gnome were taking you up to the snowy heaven. © 2014 Victor Gardel |
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