Druh Cukroví

A Cupcake floats above the sky,

teasing me from way up high.

Sám

Today's kind-of a really special day but there's nothing I can do about it.

Nevím, co mám dělat. Snad, nelze nic dělat.

And then my heart very slowly healed itself back up.  A thick, crooked scar wound its way around my heart, but it was too far inside me to scratch when it itched and festered during the night.  And then one day I couldn't feel it anymore, my whole heart had gone numb, and I was starting to feel whole once more. 

But he came back.  He just sort of whispered my name and in one sudden moment the scar exploded and my heart burst through and it throbbed and kicked in my chest trying to break out.  I breathed a deep breath and tamed my heart and twisted the scar back around, so that now it was two mismatched pieces trying to beat as one.  And I thought that now I could restart the healing.

But he came back.  Again and again and again, and I as much as I pretended I couldn't hear him whispering my name, my heart heard it all.  And soon my heart was torn in so many very little pieces that I knew I could never repair it, and I also knew I didn't want to.  For now it wasn't a broken heart, but a heart used, and lived, and loved.

Léčit

Recently, my heart was broken.

So I stitched it back together with dreams and fresh air.

Šikmý

My reflection is askew.

I've waited too long

and now I'm beyond repair.

Svet je na Oheň

The world's on fire

and there's naught I can do;

I'm stuck in my head

and I can't move through.

My thoughts are a nightmare,

they're violent and loud;

they tell me I'm finished

like a vaporous cloud.

I look to the sky

and I scream and I shout;

I beg for some mercy

from this devilish clout.

 But the world is on fire

and there's naught I can do;

I'm stuck in my head

and I cannot come to.

To je Vlaštovka Lásky

This is the Swallow of Love.

She carries on her wings

a faint perfume

of romance
 dusted
on withered petals.

The Swallow soars

with pride and pluck

until an arrow,

sharpened with the pangs of guilty absence,

pierces through the Swallow's feathered armor

and begins a hole

that grows and festers

with the hollow melancholy of broken hearts.

Sníh

Snow

guides

my dreams

with clear

 unyielding

lines.

 Walk this way,

Snow portends,

with icy

unrelentless

breath.

Bright and bold

the path is drawn,

for Snow

has kissed

the way.

 

Ja Sním Bohemia

I dream of Bohemia

where I can float away.

Invaze Medúz-Velryba

The invasion of the Jellyfish-Whale

started out fine.

It moved so slowly across the sky

that we had plenty of time to run and hide.

What we didn't know

was that its tentacles

were curled up inside

its body,

and when the Jellyfish-Whale

unfurled them,

electromagnetic waves

were released through the air

and into the ground

and into our bodies.

ZAP

ZAP

ZOP
ZIP

Then the Jellyfish-Whale

sent down another team of tentacles,

these long and thin

and hollow,

and they burrowed inside our electromagnetically shocked bodies

and sucked us dry.

Then it just

floated away,

off to invade another poor lot

taken in by its gargantuan gentility.

Until, of course,

it zaps and devours them, too.

Šťastný Nový Rok

Outside my window

 trains grumble by

under crystalline clouds

to send in the New Year.