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       Today is Thursday December 9, 2010 and the
truth is, years ago, at the back in the Fifty   - 
when it used to cross        through the Koševého
Street, where we lived     - there was a step for
storing bags and we used to sitting there       -
because it was possible with our little asses   -
there I said to Pék     - that we are The Beatles
fans with Maroš - and I still feel sick  - when I
remember his ashamed face.      
        I have  the greatly developed property of
tormenting myself forever    for my own faux pas,
and I realized, as always, after a while, that he
didn't confirm it, even though we were friends so
much,      that lying into my eyes was beyond his
power - another of my frequent roles   - the role
of the righteous -    somehow it grabbed his neck
strangely and he didn't really say it.
       It was still clear     that we would never
cry, we are best friends until death and Winnetou
and all the games for good, but then    - when it
burst that I cry,  he summed it up for me the all
(it was, I guess, in a year or two)  back then it
had to hit him properly.
       It was already clear that I'm crying   and
that I'm sports wood  - as his coach used to talk
at his handball training  - and it was also clear
that I was beaten by Anča and Iveta  at that time
in the park,     when there was a terrible strife
(at that time I certainly had the feeling that my
life is overflowing through my fingers          -
somewhere into the shit forever  - maybe that was
the first time)     and we deceived everyone that
they threw a stone in my back - so it wasn't that
much awkward         - But I couldn't attack them
brutally, they were girls after all, oh,      the
evolution is slaughtering a guys like me     with
delight  - nevertheless I still live: and I still
don't know who is David Bowie: the evidence of my
total inappropriateness in the air   - what Maroš
shouted to me     - when he banished me  from his
dude's mercy forever   - and you know, you stupid
dick, who's Dawid Bowie?!
       I do not know.




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