Dear Moirai,
is it parking lot's lot to be parked on?
Is it my stars to be among insanity?
Is it my time to disagree with you?
 
28.IV.2021

 *** 

I'm not bored at you.
But sometimes your words don't attract any thoughts.
It's a pause. And it's nice.
Yet some times there's a deep exploration
that unravels the source, ties into oceans,
washes the shores.
And that's nice.
 
27.IV.2021

I tuned my guitar,
I lost two strings.
My ax balalaika,
my friend with a lisp.

23.IV.2021

 

 

Instead of laundry, dinner, dishes and cleanup 
I just sat there and ate sunflower seeds. Because
I'm here to tell ya honey
That I'm bad to the bone
Bad to the bone
B-B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad
B-B-B-Bad
Bad to the bone
mama
 
21.IV.2021
 
P. P. S. kids are fine.

 

powerlessness,
misleading in appearance,
is a grand beginning
of muliebrity
since no one will trace
this rocket going into space
to me
 
19.IV.2021

 

There are things everyone knows the reason for, but no one talks about. And once you start taking about it, no one can explain that reason. 

13.IV.2021