A keresés eredménye

Floating on the silvern sky

Floating on the silvern sky
Solla1 wearing a blue dress
Doesn't play the game
Because the next christmas is far away
 
I think seeing made of ivory
A button of a shirt's collar
sacks2 of summer
Right up there by the Árbæjarsafn3
 
Take me
Yes, take me to the moon if you want to
Spill the cooked out of me
And scrape the bottom as crazy
 
A woman full of mud floating to me
And swings me to the dance
Barefaced this Vala 4
Tthe friend of Óli 5
 
Kisses me on the cheek
And kisses the toe6
Sucks at my eye
So now I see everything from the inside
 
Tongues talk
Talk tongues
Tongues talk well
Tongues talk
Talk tongues
Tongues talk well?
 

• 1. a women's name
• 2. a lot of
• 3. a museum of old houses in Iceland. Very beautiful :D
• 4. a women's name
• 5. a man's name
• 6. the biggest toe on one's foot

Silent Like the Majority

Your image of a mirror
Could have been the reporter on the screen
The being which moves with the glass
 
Or just something
Uncontainable by the imagination
 
Never go past on red
The green [boy] in the streetlight is your friend
And the hatred in folk’s eyes is just bluffing.
 
No practising, no hassles
There are three hundred and sixty-five days in a year
And life is a fact.
 
Whether you use a tape measure
The cutting-edge discoveries in psychology
Or try to parse it out
There is distance between men
Which is the same as the distance between homes
 
But there is still loneliness
An individual hill in itself.
 
Learn to think about what blocks you
The elevator powered by electricity
The block that is another page in your workbook
The light grey gravel and the flag which is equal to your pride
Learn to think about what blocks you.
 
Though the postbox is always empty
Can you prove your hypothesis
With authorized documentation
The person who pays back on the instalments for their appliances
And takes a breath in front of a mirror.
 
If you insure yourself
If the television is safe in the living room
You do not even need to open the window
To add light blue to the world in darkness.
 
You are as sturdy as superpowers
You do not have to worry about anyone else
Sit down on the other side of the negotiating table in your thoughts.
 

Specialists Say

Doctors
Have told me
I can see in a body,
 
A body
Of an eighteen year old teenager.
 
Specialists
Say

Future Past

Life is in you -
Death is for you
Outside -
In a new light
Present and future past.
 
The lights are on you -
Your face is frozen in a photo
Outside -
In another light.
 
Photo-phobia -
Afraid
Like you
When they heard the click
And became obsessed with that fact

Is Someone Willing To Love

Is someone willing to love
A 49 year old man,
Who has a job?
 
Is someone willing to love
A 49 year old man,
Who is orderly
And is in the dumps?
 
Is someone willing to love
A 49 year old man,
He owns an apartment and a car?
 
Is someone willing to love
A 49 year old man,
Who is divorced
And collects national costume dolls.
 
Is someone willing to love
A 49 year old man,
Please send a reply
Marked private.
 
I did not tell the mirror
And I did not the silence
And I did not tell the darkness
And no-one ever answered.
 
Is someone willing to love
A 49 year old man,
And his hope?
 
Is someone willing to love
A 49 year old man,
And his hope for a small hangout
In someone else's sunny place?
 
I did not tell the mirror
And I did not the silence
And I did not tell the darkness
And no-one ever answered.
 

Too Big

Too big
Picked myself up
Too big
Picked myself up
It's too big
Picked myself up.
 
I myself am!
Too big
Picked myself up.
 
I'll try again
It suits me better.
I'll try again
Because it suits me better.
I’ll try again and again.
 
I feel better now!
Too big
Picked myself up.
 
Yes, but I feel better!
You know what you're saying.
I feel positively well!
 
Then we end the song

Tobacco song

Sniff it up your nose, a couple of times,
To cram it in your snout.
Then come in cheerful spirit
And kiss me instead.
 
Sniff up the turf,
The golden stuffing exclaimed

Confession

Pastor with baggy ass,
Do you not have a drop of water
To sell(lend) to me until Sunday?
My sins, I’m telling you,
Do not speak of them after.
I have stolen butter from rivers,
Both black and gray.
I've stolen butter
Out of mottled ram.
So this is my
revealed confession.