A child from behind the oven.

Read and recorded For You once in Studio Shaark , my love, from collections of poems with You on the front page… THE Name of THE Beauty. Behind the glass is sound engineer Pavel.
The baby from behind the oven.

/according to an old Irish legend /

Lubomír Tomik

The baby from behind the oven,
the baby is not mine

the baby from behind the oven,
teeth of appreciation

which Devil exchanged you for me,
which Goblin took the handle

and a little elf behind the furnace,
 didn't even dare with fear .
Changeling – Wikipedia

Shades of Iodine.

Shades of Iodine.

Lubomír Tomik

I will write                      You
merging in shades of Iodine

I will write                      You
smoldering after a fire

I will write you
in the serpentines of deep lakes

sketched in the colors of the setting sun,
I inhale                            You,

every
second

every
  cell of the
body

You,
a long-lost castle at the bottom of the seas,
where the light does not penetrate. 
Odstíny Jódu.

Lubomír Tomik

napíši si Tě, 
splývající v odstínech jódu

napíši si Tě,
doutnající po požáru

napíši si Tě,
v serpentýnách jezer hlubokých

načrtnutou barvami zapadajícího slunce,
inhaluji Tě,

každou
vteřinou

každou
 buňkou 
těla

Tebe,
dávno ztracený zámek na dně moří,
kam světlo nedohlédne.

The world is unexpected.

Svět je nečekaný.

Lubomír Tomik

zasypou tě zářivky,
trubice ze srdce stropů

lví hřívy reality,
do nichž se dá ulehnout
a spustit

s

e

b

e

v

r

a

ž

e

d

stroje siesty.

El funeral de un vikingo, por Frank Dicksee.jpg
The world is unexpected.

Lubomír Tomik

the fluorescent lights will cover you,
tube from the heart of the ceilings

lion manes of reality,
into which it is possible to lie down
and run

k
i
l
l
i
ng 

s
u
i
c
i
des

ma
chi
nes 

of
siesta