Zrcadlo. Mirror.

Zrcadlo. /pro Tebe /

Lubomír Tomik

Zrcadlo je poloprázdná dálnice a

na konci,
kde auta bez řidičů svištěla do hlubin,

s řvoucí nocí,
zavoněl Tvůj klín,

zavoněl,
vůní právě natrhaných
kopretin.






Mirror.  /For You/

Lubomír Tomik

The mirror is a half-empty highway and

at the end,
where driverless cars whizzed into the depths,

with a roaring night,
Your lap smelled,

 smelled nice,
scents just torn
daisies.

I want a kííííííss on the heart.

Read and recorded for You once in Studio Shaark my love.
I want a kííííííss on the heart.


Lubomír Tomik

I want a kííííííss on the heart,
I want him now !

said the transparent Napoleon
and suddenly,
suddenly  flowed down my back in the shower
feeling,

as if someone had suddenly
 began to read this poem

the words appeared
the towers opened fire

I want a kííííííss on the heart!
I want him now!

said the transparent Napoleon
and cat,
that beautiful girl,

 she slipped under a floor full of lubricant.
from the collections of poem ,,Večeře u Minského / 2016 /
Obraz ,, Kočka Šklíba “ autor Luděk Kouřil.

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