Sometimes,
I'm dangerously close to a danger.

Let others be,
Let others have,
And be yourself,
And have yourself.

I'm trying to have the best friends,
Skipping friends as such.

The civilisation is tired,
We want bread and coffee,
And be left alone.

I have weird dreams,
I talk strange things,
It's apparently normal.

Every time, when I'm tired and desperate, I say something mad and brilliant. I'm saying something mad and brilliant all the time.

Strange hours
Full of weird minutes,
As the day is going somewhere.

A baker's dozen
Is the rule in the quantum world,
The only formula.

After a short time,
The long arm of coincidence
Put me in the middle of this mess.

I write first pages of books,
I wrote a lots of these books,
It's easy to overlook.

It was a long farewell,
Ah, well,
At least, they are gone forever.

A black crow
Flew in a nice rainbow,
I'd never seen before
A black rainbow.

Real people are a hoax invented by the entertainment industry, to divert us from looking at and hating the real real people.

The situation is getting difficult,
Which is good,
Because it was desperate.

Two magical solutions to everything are "keep trying" and "just wait". One of them does the magic, the other wrecks everything. You just never know, which ones, every time.

self-destruction will never die,
but it will be killing a lot
of innocent harmless bystanders.

You see a big, big area,
With a weird, weird stuff?
That's our dreams, that's our dreams.

Even time like this
There is.

It will be too early,
And than too late,
It's how it happens,
It's probably fate.

Your sexuality is spread all around the room,
Reflecting in your seemingly colds looks,
In your casual words that aren't true,
That's like an invisible wall
That I'm going to softly run through.

There's a comedy, looking into a bright future,
There's a tragedy, looking deep in the soul,
There's a mixe-up, looking mostly like me.

There was an end,
That had only one worry,
To find for itself some exciting story.

Come in, come in,
Please, feel like at home, lonely and sad,
Sit down, sit down,
Put your misery around you on my couch,
Talk to me, talk to me,
About things that I see in your eyes anyway,
And then go away, and then go away.

Everything is for a reason,
Mostly, for a stupid one.

If a smartphone doesn't make you happy,
Don't look for other smartphone.
If a woman doesn't make you happy,
Look for another woman,
And don't look for any smartphone.

Smiling is a random occurrence
In this hostile environment
Of slow moving fishes.

The most beautiful and the most terrifying things are impossible to describe with words. At the same time, these are favourite themes of our literature.

I have this nice sarcastic mood
Of detachment and bittersweet irony,
I would pay any crazy amount of money
To keep this mood at my disposition.

In a huge arid desert there is a big call centre,
Where you call to return your Christmas gifts.
On the phone, the desert storms will sing to you in the hot air,
The unbearable heat will surround you,
Making you forget any stupid returns of gifts,
Which is kind of the point here.

I was casually dressed,
Like someone who wouldn't look like obsessed,
But my eyes looked and betrayed me.

Push, and if needed, throw,
Wash the colours away,
Be your own rainbow.

There's always something
I do not know,
There's always something
I don't want to know,
There's always something
I will never know,
And there's always something
I can look up on the internet.

A bar of chocolate
Was left on the table
In a hot sunny day,
And melted away.
His previous owner,
A nice little girl,
Has learned her lesson
In a hard and a molten way.

Eliminate the impossible,
Accept the inevitable,
Have some sleep.

It doesn't exist,
It's not possible,
It's like an authorised *******.

Across deserts full of dunes,
Across writting tables full of papers,
I will come and make you happy,
Before disappearing in new oceans.

"How to lose extra weight,
And to write only bestsellers,
To find your soul mate
And ***** all your fears".
/ That's a book we we would to have, isn't it? /

A desert appeared,
Like a reflection of my thoughts,
Which aren't many.

Luckily, every year there's only one October.
But still, it keeps happening every year.

Sometimes I'm scared,
But never enough to be afraid.

I like you, but you know
How it is,
Or maybe you don't know,
But it's still like this.

Sudden smells give us sudden hope,
There is a sky, and to this sky
There is a rope.

The chickens are sacred here,
Even in the high mountains
They are bossing the dogs around.

I approached a group of people,
Who wanted to rob a bank,
But I didn't know that yet.
They looked like japanese tourists,
Unusually concentrated,
So I asked if I can help,
And I could.
Well, now I have some money,
And you know, what's really funny,
I apparently looked like them.

I forgave and forgot.
Only I'm not feeling any better.
And the problem is,
I also forgot who I forgave,
and for what.
I've got a very fragile multilayer personality that nobody can understand.
It's ******* sad.

In a rainy day, I'll get by with syllables,
But it will be a hard pillow to swallow.

What is the purpose of your hallucinations?
- I'm not sure, I just have them.
- Are you reporting them to the appropriate authorities?
- ... I think, I'm hallucinating right now.
- You have to report it. And don't change the topic.

I'll be with you,
You'll be with me,
It's pretty easy, do you see?

The sound of waves and gulls
Is romantic,
But finally dull.

I'm trying to understand,
I'm trying to forget what I understood,
I'm trying to understand why I wanted to understand it,
I'm drinking alcohol,
I'm thinking,
I have doubts about my thinking,
I'm thinking about my doubts,
Exhausted, I fall asleep.