first day in vienna, we had rain under umbrellas
some significant building in vienna, and lots of cars
my dear mankind was in agony
again...
so I went back in time
then came back to reality
to find out why crows love the rain.
rain stopped, so I took a train to prague
my train was red
so was my frame
and my bed.
the sky was blue
the river was slow
as my boat sailed under clouds
and under bridges of stone.
castles were scary no more
for some, river was a cosy home
for me it was a green road.
for others,
and swans,
| it was a sign of love. |
a handmade jesus was watching over prague as I was
enjoying the handmade color of the sun
and the wind of the shadows.
around a corner, darth vader greeted me with a dark smile
but it was better than the silence of starry saint john
or the small demon's frown.
garbage bins were in war and having fun
but pastel signs were locked
that make modern eyes blind
but never too blind to bury the ashes of wars into time.
I bought her clothes, so this girl was naked and broken down
to compensate, I bought her a new tombstone
and some yellow flowers, to remind her of the sun
at the very center of prague, I paid a last visit to her serious shrine
and headed to the berlin walls of art...
to eventually head back to where my home was.