23 de nov de 2010

Afonético

E não admitem
(Que) É uma briga em silêncio.
Sem palavras,
Só pensamentos
De distância.
Não exatamente odiosos,
Nem de desgosto,
Mas uma distância.
Um desentendimento.
Uma dessintonia nas ideias.

Nikku

22 de nov de 2010

Astray


I was in the ground
You were in the sky
What could've made you
Go so high?

You laughed and shouted
I grinded and howled
It was a scary place
The woman had no face

We went to a circus
With popcorns and candy
The dark man with a hat smiled
Told us there was plenty

And I grabbed your hand
To pull you out of the mirror
It was shaking and moist
My breath started to wither

We played ten songs
One, two in a row
Then we held our hands again
And to the north we started to go

Nikku

13 de nov de 2010

Há muito o que obliterar.
Começar por Eles.
Terminar por Eles.
Sumir aos poucos...
Vão.

Nikku