Can’t you see – the love is over?
You are drunk but I am sober.
Who’s supposed to be improper
to accept the common order?
Our life is just a mess:
flash and passion, flesh and sex,
expectations, nonetheless,
losses and eternal quest.
God bless all the human beings
and forgive the heathen Venus
and another couple of sinners
for the occurred inconvenience.
There’s no place to come
if the second half has gone.
But your voice still sounds calm:
You are sober, I am drunk?!
28.06.2002