My precious monologue....

Времето лети а аз опитвам се да завърша един стих

От мислите затворени във мен

Те седят и до мен на стола

И бягат от думите

Стоят и слушат хората, които ме опрекват

И аз лежа до тях и си мисля за светло-синия океан

И за големи кит , който маха със опашка сред кристаните води

За голямото чудовище, само сред изяществото на природата

За съществото което плува цял живот във самота и е спряло да си почине

До бреговете на някой безлюден остров

Подължавам да оцветявам пъстрите картини, слушайки укорите на „по-земните” от мен

А те се радват на черно-белия си шедьовър

На живота си нарисуван с молиф от сив графит

И смеят се на моя свят

Изтъкан от живот и фантасмагория

Затова започвам живота си наново с „имало едно време едно момиче” , което никой не познавал

Имало едно време една радост, която хвърчи заедно с листата на есен и плува с делфините

Once upon a time there was a girl swimming with the dolphins

Once upon a time there was a girl unknown to all the rest

Once a in an year she was telling fairytales so the sun can fall a sleep

She was dancing in the grass until the flowers bloom

She was singing with her eyes until the moon spreads its light

And all the time looking for the words to reveal her past

Her dreams were immortal, unlike her memory

She recalls.

Unlike her imaginary friends she ignores

Memory seemed best, when lost

World seemed harmless in her nutty mind

Written on her curved smile and distorted face

She looked crazy when not asleep

She looked thoughtful when staring at the empty bottles

But actually she was just staring -not thinking at all

Her friends didn’t think she was crazy, because she had none

soulless mates showed their love by staying with her

Her friends were happy because she was digging a hole

For her dead sparrow

Nature seems to enjoy the buried carcass

Grass seems to blossom in the stinking soil

The girl likes it, when drinking from the muddy spring

The girl likes it when she feels the sharpened beams towards her skin

And she was most happy amongst her normal classmates

They felt almost ill-fated when they were around the girl with the ridiculous smile

The girl with the ailing dreams

But she was overwhelmed by their pity

Why were they sorry for her, when she was the happiest

Oh God! Why do you separate me from everyone you get me close to

And why do you wish to make me hurt for all the things I can’t have.

My extra sociability makes me feel like an outcast…

Oh dear God! How insensitive of you…

But I know… you shouldn’t make me cry cuz the second flood is at hand

Then God you’ll have to think how to save the world .

This sucks huh?!

Please don’t hurt me. Can’t you at least once punish my tormentors?

Promise to make the people believe in you… if do this for me

If not- then I’ll have to say goodbye to my faith

Today unlike the other days I feel very relaxed ... maybe even slack

Almost like a gut….

That’s not bad. Besides the weather today sucks. It’s so dark, so cold.

People are frightened to death of the winter and the streets are alone

I have their faith….have to bear all the people passing through my faceless pavement. I have to bear all of them eroding my surface. For the streets it might be just surface, but

for me is more like interior. And it seems too ruff, that’s why they are wearing shoes.

Oh shit I feel so disgusted by the trash

Rolling furiously over my head…. Braiding in my

Raven tress

And all of these unknown faces impaired

My nameless grace