Through the Voids
Over the cobblestone road of memories
voids trip me over,
voids of cobblestones
I pulled out
since they'd been gnawing at my thoughts.
I managed to persuade you
that my insanity is yours
and I changed
the colour of your eyes.
The morning after,
I washed the dreams
away from my face,
and I cut my gaze
at your smile's edge.
Too few words remained.
Too few to make sense.
translation into English: Ana Pejcinova
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