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Nights with Midnight Sun


Like willowy hemiramph
Shark is very tender tonight

For just forty years and five days
I have lived through my life

An elegy I just listen to
A rondo of joy I just watch

Drinking, drunken and drinking
A day is breaking

Till when should I live?
Till when should my life continue?

Long ago
I have thrown the words away

Full of joy
The night being over

Without sleeping at all
The day is breaking again

Endless
White nights

A dark hole of
Privacy Novel

Ethyl burns my stomach wall, but
Intoxication subsides

Right in the middle of
Transparent empty space

My brain is getting sharp
And sharper

The instance
A sharp razor sparkles keenly with pain

Strange is
A transparent open laboratory

A sad and painful nature
To live, to survive and to live through

I will cut
My own way through

Filled by bright beams
I will get free