2021.11.06.
Bitter words
With my anger, with my part of the anger, I drink coffee in the cafe and then much ouzo
I'll tell you bitter words, if you were a hard liquor, if you were a cigarette, I would drink you - I would light you up at this moment.
You are a strong love and I can't handle you
How to imprison the wind in a hatch
Young gypsy at dawn, with his broken violin
Playing old zeibekiko
I'm going for a slow death
2021.11.06.
Invisible
Slowly you pull the train on its rails, an iron trunk filled with souls, tell me where you found such a haunted post, and you serve a contract without signatures
The caldera's lava overflowed, the jaws of the weather smell of sulfur, you become the coal that feeds the monster
You don't hit the brakes alone, and you go at random
Screams are heard from the fields, the invisible people of the earth shout silently
Those that perished in the stone ages
They seek their take from the ignorant
And they are the plaques without faces or names, unknown soldiers in some trenches