Thursday, November 19, 2009

When the universe opens the curtains and yawns

when warm streams wash, comb, envelop
the naked icy lake
sweet laughters rise into the sky
fluttering, holding onto fairies' skirts
along with sacred tear drops
soar over orange trees, heads with ribbons
dusty book shelves, stale bread crumbs
haunted graveyards, even over
lousy orchestras, cheesy weddings

when warm streams kiss, snuggle, caress
the naked icy lake
silent screams fill into both young and old ears
shisha pipes, reed flutes, bubble rings
even into compass roses, wind chimes
volcano chimneys


http://listen.grooveshark.com/#/artist/Iggy_Pop_and_Goran_Bregovic/145222

http://listen.grooveshark.com/#/song/Angola/4124921

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