Likainen Parketti

Stam1na

Psyykeni on paloina
olen hajoamassa paloiksi lattialle
tilanne ei ole hallinnassani
sarja rustoa ja hampaita karisee lattiaan
valuu luunsirua, ikeniä,
eritteitä, paloja päänahasta
pahoja hajuja leviää asuntoon
Mutta kukaan ei kuule,
mitä vedetyn verhon takana tapahtuu
Psyykeni on paloina lattialla

Repeän kuin lihamuuri
Kilot, litrat roiskuu seiniä ja pattereille,
pitkin reisiä lakanalle
Mustelmat, muistelmat...
Olen yksin ja
maallisen lopun edessä

Ei!
Ei!
Ei!
Ei!

Rakasta minua kuiskaan hiljaa
sillä minulla on vain tämä
likainen parketti
ei muuta...ei muuta...
Rakastan sinua kuiskaan hiljaa,
minulla on vain tämä
likainen parketti
ei muuta todellisuutta

Pidän kiinni
molemmista päistä
etten räjähtäisi
täytyy kerätä itseni kasaan
ne kiduttivat
minä paljastin
minä valehtelin,
mutta tunnustin
anteeksi

Rakasta minua kuiskaan hiljaa
sillä minulla on vain tämä
likainen parketti
ei muuta, ei muuta
Rakastan sinua kuiskaan hiljaa,
minulla on vain tämä
likainen parketti
ei muuta todellisuutta

Irtopää on täynnä ääntä
pakko lyödä päähän nyrkkiä
nyrkki on valmiina
vastamyrkky ja äkkiä
ovatko raajani tajunnan rajani?

Rakasta minua kuiskaan hiljaa
sillä minulla on vain tämä
likainen parketti
ei muuta...ei muuta...
Rakastan sinua kuiskaan hiljaa,
minulla on vain tämä
likainen parketti
ei muuta todellisuutta

Rakasta minua kuiskaan hiljaa
sillä minulla on vain tämä
likainen parketti
ei muuta...ei muuta...
Rakastan sinua kuiskaan hiljaa


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    My psyche is in pieces I'm falling to pieces onto the floor the situation is not under my control a streak of cartilage and teeth are shed onto the floor trickling chips of bone, gum, secretions, pieces of scalp bad odours spread to the apartment But nobody hears what is happening behind the drawn curtain My psyche is in pieces on the floor

    I rupture like a wall of flesh kilos, litres splatter on walls and heaters, down the thighs onto the sheet bruises, memoirs... I am alone and before an earthly end

    No! No! No! No!

    "Love me," I whisper quietly because all I have is this dirty parquet Nothing more...nothing more... "I love you," I whisper quietly all I have is this dirty parquet Nothing more

    I hold on to both ends so I wouldn't burst I must round up myself into a pile they torture I disclosed I lied, but confessed sorry

    "Love me," I whisper quietly because all I have is this dirty parquet Nothing more...nothing more... "I love you," I whisper quietly all I have is this dirty parquet No other reality

    A severed head is full of sound I have to beat a fist into the head the fist is readied antidote, quickly are my limbs the full extent of my cognition?

    "Love me," I whisper quietly because all I have is this dirty parquet Nothing more...nothing more... "I love you," I whisper quietly all I have is this dirty parquet No other reality

    "Love me," I whisper quietly because all I have is this dirty parquet Nothing more...nothing more... "I love you," I whisper quietly

    Nasteron April 03, 2012   Link

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