koffl next back Author : Jan B. Hurych
Title : THE OLD COACH ROAD (9)




COMPUTER GENERATED POETRY (1)


FORGET-ME-NOT
as we create our memories anew each day
despondency and madness
are like benign memories of childhood
I wonder if I have ever known you
all things considered

DISTANT BIRDSONG
as you fear your sensations
distant birdsong and the laughter of wolves
can lead only to our delusion
expiring relaxation
and do not forget:
with complete absorption
someone has said
that what you are can never be destroyed
I know you in this darkness
on sunday afternoon

STRANGE FITS OF DECAY
while we all tire of being alive
strange fits of decay
become transfigured in another pattern
move into the third dimension, she said
and notice that
sly statues study your dream
make me your instrument
you're not even listening to me...

THOUGHTS
beasts and wild things
by the light of the moon
the tender beginnings of common craziness
with courage to endure
accusing voices calling out from dreams
magic but magic
I don't belong in your world
this is how we know each other

CORNER
come live with me and be my love
dusty sunlight oozes in my room
let new tears come to your eye
facing a fate you cannot change
and overwhelming gestures
by the light of the moon
seem strangely out of context
don't hesitate to choose a tiny corner
in the most difficult moments of your existence