written in Zilina during student's Helloween party, 29.10.
is there a space?
just piece of a stake?
watching her face,
drawning in lake.
I'm telling you, friends, it's not a fake.
what can you see?
the shades of grey?
inside of me forgetting pray?
maybe, let say,
but we've got next day.
I am beating trough
with effort with due
and question of space
is denied from base.
cause there is no space
defined by hearth
also no pace though direction's straight:
I'm bored to wait
for an uncertain date.
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