Personal Jesus to Amy Winehouse

                "Нет ничего более тоскливого, чем слушать эхо собственных шагов"
                Педро Альмодовар, «Патти Дифуса и другие тексты».


She was sitting on the eaves
smoked a weeds
smeared with dark blue nails
a pink eye shadows
alternately crying then laughing
and said to me
or her own hallucinations:
«Personal sacred
named Jesus
saves me all the time
without him my life
really sucks and
just isn’t true
I’m totally mad
and unconscious
to control myself
cuz nobody showed
me my way
I’m used to
fall from grace
everything can
bring me down
amazingly often
I’ve been betrayed
and humiliations
became my essence
honestly
I don’t ever knew
what I am living for
so one day I hope
to go to the church
to drink a glass
of fortified wine
to bring myself orgasm
and fill my stomach with
the lithium and the „coaxil”
and then I'll wait
when a royal death
will uplift me directly
to the Andromeda galaxy
to the nuclear reactor
called the sun
to the „terra incognita”
as the moon
I shall be anywhere and everywhere
under patronage of my personal Jesus»