Ιουνίου 7, 2004

Dead Body

Posted in Εμπνεύσεις, Μυστηρίου στις 10:29 πμ από Διγέλαδος

There I was
in a construction site
Standing inside an unbuilt lift
Water started to pour
soon it would have been flooded

My hand was deforming
this could be a dream
this was my chance to escape
swimming to the top and
holding my breath

On the roof of the building
there I was standing
when I saw somebody
I could barely see a thing
It was a black-haired man

I went close to him
I felt fear and amazement
I could see now clearly
he was me and
he should be thrown down be me

Then he jumped
He hit the ground
He was dead
and I was scared
I was sure I was to be blamed

I ran down
There was a fire near
An indian was sitting there
with his son
I felt guilty

He invited me
The fire too
He showed me a vision
The blue horizon
was calling me

and I said to the indian
«someone is there,
a whisperer» for the dead?
and the indian asks
«So he can help us?»

Εδώ δεν είμαι σίγουρος:

«I don’t know,
but we have to see/book him,
four hours earlier»

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