…docela mne zamrazilo při poslechu, protože jedna z básní je….hodně osobní, TOHLE bylo opravdu pro Tebe :
From Palace of You Lubomír Tomik Something is happening, inside people, inside us. say to yourself, slowly and with emphasis: "My love is like the sky." Aloud, if you know what the word "Love" means. Maybe whisper it, in your shell. Rinse, wash away the feeling yesterday's are the windows of shop , you walk past them every morning again and again, if you know what the word "love" means, throw a paving stone into them, if you know what the word "love" means, stand on the pieces of yesterday lying on the sidewalk, dreams are made up of granite thoughts, containing a substantial quantity of quartz, similar to waves of pain and their predatory oscillation, there is an influx of Poetry, sweep everything conch with a whispering girl- even if you fall asleep alone, I will always fall asleep with you, with you. The power of my poetry comes from the Palace of You, even though I haven't had a key from him in a long time, we are captives of our shells, don't whisper, at least scream.
PS: Anglicky je text v článku pro mé přátele ve vzdálených zemích, VY víte.