Your Russian Name Is: Zoyechka Lidija Sokolov

Da!

Tweets for Tuesday 27 January 2009. ( Read more... )

Hat tip to Shakesville, where I always find fascinating thoughts!

I'm kind of a sap like that.

It probably doesn't help that the little girl in the video looks a bit like me, when I was little.

I collapse to the horizontal
Retiring my vertical life
My mind freezes in an animalistic state
My desertion
No more emotions

I feel that which separates us
Confiding in the whims of chance
I live outside myself and I depart
for a thousand seasons, a thousand stars

How I hurt
I won't see how I hurt
I won't know how I hurt
I'll be the water in the clouds
I leave you because I love you
I worsen by being my very self
Before the wind scatters us
In all winds, I begin anew

Without a reference point, all is the same to me
I distance myself from the brutal world
My memory dissolves into space
Ode to reason
washed away