you’ll never understand me
o my friend
as my dog will never understand me
I was the steel child of my communist age
hard and beaten as a rock
deep and quiet
as a smoke cloud in the winter I was
fear my perfect toy
thousands worlds molded out of it
the joy of invisible theatre
the music of silence
words that nobody can remember today
spoken with courage and sorrow
death was such a lovely lady back then
no peace with yourself
no tomorrow
demons so much smarter
o my friend
you’ll never understand me
even the touch of present
is so sloppy today
the grip of being more and more
your name on your chest
o stupid killer of mystery
don’t ask me the way into the past
you’ll not survive
one day
its total unmistakable beauty