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Wednesday, 31 December 2014

Medicines for life

Today I want
to die in my sleep
Instead I am
washing my face
My legs are shaking
but I am putting
on my clothes
and walking
There is
a mountain calling
Come, Kristy come
My trails
are medicines
for your life

Tuesday, 30 December 2014

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Happy Holidays! :)

Tuesday, 23 December 2014


Earlier my body
was machine
with programs
for flying
for jumping
for fighting

Now my
machine parts
are rusty
and my programs

My soul is
not machine
but it's still
It knows
how to fly
how to jump
how to fight

Tuesday, 16 December 2014


For many she is
just one more
newspaper's face
but for them
she is every rustle
every trail

They look for her
in every apartment
in every corner
of streets and squares

Sometimes some haircut
awakens their hope
that it's hers
but every time
an owner of haircut
looks at them confused

Sometimes they
get wind of how
only what is left
of the majority
of missing people
are their bones
but they still believe
that their beloved
with an angel's smile
couldn't die

And they
live forgetting
their lives
and they
look for her
and look for
and look for...

Wednesday, 10 December 2014

The wind has lost his mind

The wind has lost his mind
He is desperately howling
as if he knows my feelings

The wind has lost his mind
His thoughts are frozen
as if he knows you died

The wind has lost his mind
He is breaking glass and trees
as if he is mad at death

I have lost my mind
I hear your voice
I see your smile
as if you are alive

Wednesday, 3 December 2014

Natural colors

I have a right
to show my face
without chemicals
and to keep all
my body hair
I have a right
not to cut my curves
nor to fill them
nor my wrinkles
I have a right to love
more than the plastic
my skin which
absorbs and breaths
I am a woman
with natural colors
without heels
I am married
to freedom
I was born with
all decorations
I need