What is this fear that crawls
Beneath my understanding
And weight that brings my life
to halt?
My eyes are shut and ears pierced by
Jokes, laughs and silence of my being
Decisions are certain only
For the duration of realization
Achievements are not talents
And goals are mere dust
Descending in the light
Of never-ending questions
The bird of music eats the string
With touch of wander
Unable to describe the empty
Feeling of a grown flower
Despaired worm is warm inside my guts,
I drink disgust and give my smile a way
To reach a rainbow that crosses
Brain to brain
Reminiscence of the second me
© Copyright: Андрей Гирин, 2005
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