Blue mood

obscene gesture
when patience ends
children from the urinal
need to justify
sentence
tell
years of cleanliness
walk on glass
you're wrong
Lord's answer
rapture
pure water of Creedons
rest from suffering
drawing on glass

    obscene gesture
why do you need answers?
roll over onto your stomach
or ask all questions at once
then I will answer them one by one
obscene gesture

     when patience ends
pass by
with painful indifference
this scene is not for you...
………………………….
it repeats every time
when patience ends
when from a person
require too much

     children from the urinal
“It seems to me that children are found
not in cabbage, but in urinals.” -
you said buttoning your fly
and then you joined the army
and before that he married a beautiful fool
and now left of you
only this phrase
…………………..
you would probably be surprised

     need to justify
Do you remember - you wandered
through the night streets
and smoked and smoked...
………………
so here
It was necessary
justify you
               
     sentence
now listen carefully -
you are full
satisfied
ready to wash birthmarks
               
     tell
here we are together
and you said it's a lie!
here is the car racing
here is the armored personnel carrier
you threaten someone...
Yes Yes! - you are one of us
tell me how you live
tell
…………
let the rain pass us by   

     years of cleanliness
How did you get clean?
but
everyone is like this over the years

     walk on glass
contact me
and i will tell you
how time changes people
…………………………….
walk on glass
counting one, two, three
…………………….
it's not love yet
it's still a lie
 
     you're wrong
wait! you're wrong
look around - is everyone here?
does everyone have a smoke?
…………………..
so you're leaving
and we will stay

     Lord's answer
look
I take a stone
throw forward
I take off my hat
I give the rod
I'm not sorry
…………….
No! - answer everything

     rapture
the rapture has passed
revel in defeat
…………………………
think you don't need
go out of sight
 
     pure water of Creedons
give back my years
know that I can be angry too
………………………………..
in the clear water of the Creedons
washing my feet
 
     rest from suffering
sing to me
and end up in the same motel
in a moment of rest from suffering
in the corner of life
under the roof
on the island of sounds...
 
     drawing on glass
like a drawing on frosted glass
december bus
repulsively sparkling
simultaneously
keep the warmth of touch ...