"K is for king," he said.
"We sing to the king," she replied.
"Too easy," he said.
"K is for kite," he said.
"We sight one in the sky," she replied.
"Not bad," he said.
"K is for kiss," he said.
"We kiss," she said. "And - we miss. What is life but this?"
He reached out to touch her face,
and nodded his head.
I spend my time waiting,
and then waiting some more.
I don't even remember--
what am I waiting for?
Well it might be a train
to take me out of this place,
but I don't see the tracks,
no, not even a trace.
Am I waiting for dust
to come and fall everywhere?
Well, there's no need to wait,
dust will always be there.
There's a proverb for waiting,
but I don't like the sound;
it would suit me much better
if I could have something now.
"Trois figures, deux silhouettes, une seule ombre."
L'horloge sonna minuit; je me liberai lentement de ses bras. Un dernier tintement de lèvres humides laissa un écho éternel dans le salon gelé.
Il regagna ses mains sur mes hanches et essaya de me rapprocher en appuyant fortement; Mais je résistais, son souffle déchiquetant mon visage. Un souffle amer, dégoûtant, un souffle d'amour forcé.
Je le bousculais encore plus, j'avais assez de ce mensonge.
"Trois figures, deux silhouettes"
Des étincelles
Words hate me. When I send out the word "no"
it disguises itself as "yes" and that is what
people think I mean. I shake my finger at it
and call it a very bad word. It scoots off
and hides under the table out of reach.
I sit and weep and ask it why it hates me,
why do it and all the other words hate me.
If I try to use the words "that makes no sense!"
they join hands and skip away together
and people take them for "what a great idea!"
They hate me and I don't know why,
what did I ever do to them? All but a few.
"You" is a word of integrity, it has never
been unfaithful to me. "Love" is a word
with bad habits, it is alway
224 And I Dreamt
And I Dreamt ...
Of What Can Never Be
Deeply Slept
On A Bed Of Forbidden Wishes
Another Dying Tale Of Peace And Love
Fading Into The Night Of Dark Lights
My Sleeping Beauty And The Signs Above
Freazing In The Cold Of A Dying Night
And I Dreamt ... ( All Alone )
Of What Can Never Be ( I Sleep Everynight )
Deeply Slept ( Dream 'bout Your Face )
On A Bed Of Forbidden Wishes ( Yearning With The Wishes )
Another Grieving Fantasy Of Pure Reality
Rising High In The Skies Of Solitude
To Show My Darkness And Reveal My Insanity
Burning With The Pain Of Lies And Truth
And The Forever Is Mine
And Further Is Far