REMINDS ME OF E.A.POE
GREAT RYTHM
KRTEK

I've slept for hours only few
I do not know how many
but not many
I'm nor tired or even hungry now
{with food it is the same}
since I knew my Annie
A Hermit I became
for the wow.
For my Annie

first of january day
barefoot gipsy children playing
like a varewolf puppies play
in a freshly fallen snow
instinctivly they don't know
that it's cold out there
instinctivly they don't care

she said I hate you when you do that I said different people hate many different things so she fell around my neck then she fell to the floor then I fell in love for the little creature tortured by our own hatered on the floor I said I love you when you do that she said different people love many di...

So I don't know anymore
what to do with my hands, realy
if I was a smoker I'd smoke
if I was a dancer I'd stand
at the door in the smoke
and dance freely
with the cigarette in my hand
no reason for
and if I was a killer I would
kill you with this hands, realy
and you'd be dead for good
and evermore.

MONASTERY DETERMINATION

MONK'S A MONK
MONKS AMONG.

what's the meaning of life ?


Anybody?
krtek

I kind of was there in the store with all of you
when I read it
I almost saw the look of the seller
I guess I'll have to read it again
krtek

The meaning of life is the eternal good
E T E R N A L G O O D
I realy like this one
Are you a true believer?
TRUE?
krtek

LET ME INTRODUCE MYSELF
OR RATHER NOT, FORGET ABOUT ME
I DIDN'T MEAN TO FEATURE
SEE THE HOLE ON THE GROUND THAT'S BLACK?
IT'S ME. KRTEK IS MOLE
AND MOLE IS KRTEK. THE SAME
THE UNDERGROUND CREATURE
IN CZECH
MY NAME

THE WORTH,THE PRICE ,THE VALUE OF THE WORDS HANGING IN THE AIR LETTERS FLOATING IN THE SPACE ABOVE MY HEAD IN THE FILTHY AIR IN THE FILTHY AIR OF THIS FILTHY HOUSE WHERE EVERYTHING IS LOOSING ITS OWN WORTH AND VALUE AND ITS PRICE ONLY WORDS REMAIN THEIR OWN CLEAN AND PURE AS THEY LEFT THEIR LIPS WHE...

VESUVIUS
I'D LIKE TO READ SOME MORE FROM YOU
PLEASE
WOULD YOU BE SO KIND AND
TELL ME SOMETHING ABOUT WHAT I TRY TO DO?
I MEAN
PLEASE TELL ME SOMETHING ABOUT MY POEMS
SOMETHING I COULD BUILD ON
COULD YOU?
KRTEK

THANKS
KRTEK

MY DONKEY STARES ON THE MIRROR WALL DOESNT LIKE WHAT HE SEES DOESNT LIKE WHAT HE SEES VISION THAT CANNOT PLEASE HIM I DONT LIKE WHAT I SEE AT ALL BECAUSE I SEE IT MUCH CLEARER CLEARER THAN BEFORE MYSELF SAID TO ME MYSELF SAID TO ME INSANE GET USED TO IT OR CHANGE IT BUT NEVER COMPLAIN NEVER COMPLAIN...

I scarved my face
To impress your pride
The wooden mask you brought
Doesn't fit
I tried to cut my hands
To support you
You took the wooden mask
And quit for good
I cut my throat
The side to see another
I died and you brought
The wooden mask to my mother