SAFETY REGULATIONS
You' ve been talking about snakes in the bushes
warning me with your finger raised
like a flute luring cobras into a dance
But you have no idea
that the most venomous ones
have piercing grey eyes
And smell of licorice and mint
Crawling in the fields in the darkest nights
to sow the appleseeds
for every Eve to learn
how warm the snakeskin feels
upon their chest.

AS IRONY WANTS IT
Chipped cars
cursing each other
with screaming horns
flying around the boulevard
the way wasps fly around
the last bunch of grapes
in a long- forgotten corner shop
Arabic cats
sailing the sea of
corrugated sheet roofs
carefully sniff the night
The moons is a half eaten
pita bread
spreading golden crumbs of stars
all over the embroidered tablecloth
on the sky' s table.
You caught one of them
held it tight in your warm palm
and decorated
my delicate ancle with it
And see
I can only give you
A passing sense of power
when I lay my head
into your lap

HYMN FOR THE LONERS
Here' s to you - my lonely soul
who' s walked the cobblestones of darkness
For you have seen
all the men with viper tongues
and some with a heart of pomegranates
Dogs drooling champagne
And cats with eyes of amber
For you know
That every woman is a goddess
when stepping out of the shower
with just a towel of her past
wrapped around her

For you have learned
that thistles are just
roses in disguise
For you' ve come to realize
That the valley of the shadows
is just another name
for an ancient staircase
leading up
to the lighthouse in your soul
from which
you brighten up the days
of those down below.

If we had the time

And boiling water in a tin cup

Just watch the flames

In the old oven

From the old days

Just see them play,

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If we had our space

There´s a meadow full of pansies

Where we can rest

With my head

upon your chest

and bittersweet frenzy

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And then what would you say

What would you say

What would you say?

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If we had a dream

We´d be flowing like a river

Through apple orchards

free and strong

never to quiver

passion and fever

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if we had a word

secrets unspoken and unrevealed

deep in our hearts

in a chamber

locked and sealed

with feelings of guilt

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And then what would you say

What would you say

What would you say?

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But you´ve got the touch

That can open any door

Break any handle

Dim the lights

of thousand candles

learning the lore

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And I´ve got the songs

That will protect you and hide you

My ruby charms

From the demons

 down inside you

just sleep in my arms

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And now what do you say

What do you say

What do you say?

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We´ve got it all

The rise and the fall

So what do you say?

weekly report on tenderness

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Monday morning. The postman came and brought some money

I´ll buy you whatever you want

How about jell-o

He is silent.

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Be nice and eat, c´mon

She´s rocking her only companion

On her lap

He is silent

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When you´re good I´ll find my glasses

And read you the most beautiful story

So many promises in vain

He is silent

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So you don´t want a story, let´s go to sleep then

Maybe you´ll talk more tomorrow

Say something, won´t you!!!!

He is silent

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Tuesday morning. Nurse came in

An found her lying

On her old-fashioned sofa, in her arms

He is silent

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Wednesday morning. They came to clear the flat

They just found it really odd

That teddy bear lying on her sofa

All smeared up with jell-o

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He is silent

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When you´re down – a manual

When you´re down

Get up around six a.m.

And go to the tram stop

Still sleeping

Hop on one of the early trams

Watch the sign

carefully

It´s gotta be a three

Let the seat hold you

No one´s gonna do it for you anyway.

Rest your weary head

On the místy window

Your only connection

To everything outside

Close your eyes and feel

The rattle of the dorr closing behind you

But sleep is not for you

Even though there´s no one here

Just a couple of tragic faces

Darkened by dirt

From mines, factories and steelworks

Just several pairs

Or fading paws

Touching gently the morning paper

If you´re lucky

You´ll be seen

By a five-year old

Dragging his Mom by the hand

The Mom´who´s forgotten

Everything about this world in school

He will sit and face you

The tiny one

And wink at you, almost asleep

Wink at you

With the eyes of aquamarine

Strangely familiar

As if it was a gaze

Of a long lost friend

Thou shalt not expel old friends

When they ask where the sun is at night

And if trams go to sleep

He´ll be a good guide to you

The red and white lizard

Is gaining speed

Sucking sparkling dew

Out of electrical wires

And its tongue is always cleft

No matter where you look

The movie of your life

Is what you see running from you

Painted ponies trotting

And who dares stop them

The child in checkered pants

Turned silent

He´s just found the answers to all

Of his questions

The yellow label

Reading number three

Tipped to its side

In the mad velocity

Number three on its side

Crows spreading their wings

You can feel the few tons

Of your sorrow

Flying off the egocentric rails

Wires in power lines

Roll up intoa golden cotton ball

One day your daughter will emroider

Her doll´s dress with it

The child is laughing, clapping his hands

With his eyes wide open

The other stare into the papers

Stiff and rigid

As they´re falling down and disappearing

Among the headstocks and stacks

It´s you suddenly dashing

Through a cloud of aurora dust

On striped backs of a zebra herd

You don´t mind the stifling heat

Just the wind´s tender pipe

Thousands of lakes glittering in the sun

Like scattered scraps of aluminium foil

Time doesn´t mean a thing

It ceased to exist

There´s nothing but you

And the thumping of hooves

And the hand of the aquamarine child

In your own overgrown hand

Laughing together with sea gulls

And falling back to earth as the first

June rain-shower

You and you

You and him

You and It

The trams topped

Your knees are week with fatigue

When you´ve dissolved in the red bricks

Of the Peace Square

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<!--[if !supportEmptyParas]-->A  REUNION (For J.D.) 

Next time I see you,

Long lost friend of mine

I´ll open my door

And let you enter

Silently

Without polite lies

And I´ll offer you

Instead of a cup of tea

A box of crayons

And the soul of a child

Then, if you take it with a smile

I´ll let you draw your memories for me

The kites and the ponies

The crisp green grass

Where your first May was born

Silky evening sunshine

And all of your dreams

All you could be

I´ll hang the picture

On the wall of my heart

And reflect it in my eyes

For the world to enjoy

That way,

I´ll never lose a friend

again

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