Neolithic Nightly Friends
I thing I saw their faces They stood behind the window They stared deep at my dark room The faces become clearer I open and closed my mouth Helpless I more my hands But my voice in isn't mine My movement isn't mine Peace miniature Huge war Spare time Sunrise to sunset So spare time like a huge black hole The silence in the universe There are know faces and nights Slowly and wordless They absorb the rest of my defeat Ash has bitter flavour when life Without saveword The nights call me to them The nights give me knife The nights rip my hands All the nights are secret friends Like a moonmessenger Like a hungry locust Empty coffin, empty ghoust
