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July, 4, 2008

Filed under: personal — dete @ 12:06 am

ако сме глухонеми ще трябва като си говорим да се гледаме в очите. или като си обясняваме знаците. искам такива разговори-бездумни.
жалкото е, че не могат да стават на тъмно или сгушено.
things happen. i can shine even in the dark във фосфоресциращо неоново ментово.
цял ден, цяла нощ, цял сън се питам. отговарям.
не виждам неща
но видях нещо
усетих го
(измислих си го вероятно)
напластено доверие
отлепвах го пласт по пласт
и гледах най-отдолу

Dear Prudence, won’t you come out to play
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It’s beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence won’t you come out to play

Dear Prudence open up your eyes
Dear Prudence see the sunny skies
The wind is low the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear Prudence won’t you open up your eyes?

Look around round round
Look around round round
Look around round round

Dear Prudence let me see you smile
Dear Prudence like a little child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear Prudence won’t you let me see you smile?

Dear Prudence, won’t you come out to play
Dear Prudence, greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It’s beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence won’t you come out to play

One Response

  1. Prudence Says:

    open eyes, open heart, open up and fall apart…

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