sobota 19. decembra 2020

"Fickle Game"


waiting with others outside,

faded grass under the feet

faces from my old town, but

i don´t know what i am doing here.

Old church from warm wood,

small space:

"Donˇt stay there in the hall, door is open for all."

Watching, seeing, many free chairs,

piano start playing:

 

"I wanna be older, I wanna be stronger
I don't wanna fall at the start
I wanna be quicker, I wanna get closer
Don't wanna feel worlds apart

 Cause I'm fast enough to get in trouble, and not fast enough to get away
I'm old enough to know I'll end up dying
And not young enough to forget again.

It's all a fickle game
Life's a fickle game we play."

 

...i know him, is it Daniel!

The guy, who was cleaning our bathroom with bathroom rang,

and has an other rang for kitchen.

I even didn´t know that he can sing.

what a surprise, what an amateur sound.

 

Smiling faces

questioning eyes

freezing echo

applause is surprise.

Old town people standing from chairs

suddenly i sit there 

don't want to move again

fickle games are what we play.




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