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The dance of 2Maanantai 14.01.2008 23:28

(Tosi pitkä runo.. minä kirjoitin se pari viikkoja sitten. )



At first, there is one
he emerges from the shadow
and is then spotted by a light above
One moves a step
he stares into the right
another step allows him to glance to the left
More steps overcome his shyness
and a tiny smile touches the corner of his lips and brows the moment he sees the curious crowd
To the right sideways he glides
looking at his toes
arms behind his back
to the left then faster
He makes a sudden spin and one sharp eye will see
a shadow hanging on to him.
After a while of standing in the mid
his arms are moved towards the light
drawing different words
then he drops them
Still... some hands are hanging in the air
are they there, just behind the shine ?
Upon his head they land, caress the sides of his face
and stop when winded around his belly

Two has come.
One stares at two's hands moving around him
untill a body comes stand before him
never breaking close contact
They stare each other in the face
She smiles a thousand smiles
He brings her to the left and to the right
and one they
still remain
two a perfect mimic of what he wants.
A whirling dance then takes it's grip on them
(awakes the eyecrowd, such a joy they have never seen materialised ! )
The tip tap then tumbles.

Her foot
is out
of
place

A moment of silence brings sadness over her
Denying she steadily trows her foot besides his
He hesitates but then proceeds
crawling out of non-movement.
Another time the touch . . . snaps
He moves away his leg and moves then
sometimes closed sometimes loosened
In a spin she frees herself of his tight hold
still she smiles and one thinks it's okay.
Faster and wider they dance
but never let they go their hand

(Oh, may it not be their destiny)
Oh the tragedy, for when one and two let go they can touch eachother nimmermore.
The colourfullness of their frivol dance fades and the violins break on the pavement.
Her eyes turn deep grey.
Two sniffs and cries and eventually then... is quiet.
There is nothing he can do.
Without a shadow he returns to darkness he was born from,
his back this time
uncovered.


evening as all the othersTiistai 08.01.2008 00:27

Niemand vraagt me hoe het gaat
niemand geeft me vrijwillig een hand
vraagt met hem of haar te dansen

Ik ben de overblijvende steen
in het parenspel.

Ik vraag me af of ik ooit zal doorsmelten
Bij elke stap en elk gevoel bid ik om me neer te duwen
opdat ik niet alleen vrede zou vinden in het duister
maar ook opdat al die
gezichten
me zouden zien.

En hoe fel bid ik niet dat daar iemand tussen is die om me geeft....

How much I long for someone to care in every single moment
And is it so crazy that I long for this perfect friend ?
Am I so different....
that I want to feel a hand in mines.....

Diepe zucht.
maar nooit een traan.

RunoLauantai 24.11.2007 01:23

You shut me down
Left in a dark basement
to think about you
jsut untill I would
forget the light
all personality, hope
a meaningless concept,
but so desireable.
Haunted at night by
sounds and colours
I know are memories
Quickly writing and drawing
them with mud on my hands.
In the mirror I search for you behind me
And when I sometimes find you
my scream of despair
is emitted by the walls,
like a heartbeat
moving me in the air
feeling like it's water.



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