Waves flow wild.
October 8, 2012
by Gregor Cuzak
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October 8, 2012
by Gregor Cuzak
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Waves flow wild.
September 12, 2012
by Gregor Cuzak
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Aha, je. Je fajn kdaj kaj. Pa. Recimo. Tole. No. In potem? Pa ja. Saj je res tako. Sicer pa … Kdo bi? Jaz. Ti? Ok. Tule. Glej. Letim. Ne. Ni res. Spet pretiravaš. Zakaj? Veš, da. Ni. Ker je … Continue reading
July 1, 2012
by Gregor Cuzak
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Človek, kdo si? Ki tičiš v zemlji, ki te zrak ne vleče, ki smrdiš. Kdo si, hudir? Zakaj renčiš, ti život prečuje noč, kam te nosi blodenj pot. Vseved, ki nič ne veš, ki nič ne znaš, ki nič ne … Continue reading
June 14, 2012
by Gregor Cuzak
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Clocks run dry, rivers fly, ducks go high, towers lie. Flowing tie, tiles will buy, dreaming shy, atoms cry. Zen should why, question guide, cities mine, catcher’s rye, Demons plight, rockers try, shoes awhile, romans fight. And now, for something … Continue reading
May 20, 2012
by Gregor Cuzak
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Red, what else, they burn in love, in heartfelt pain, unsung refrain. If fate will hide, its sun in clouds, your face in tears, will I survive? The town is ripe, with kisses soft, hands holding light, baloons in flight. … Continue reading
April 18, 2012
by Gregor Cuzak
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Man’s dreams, current streams, flowing rims, gushing through. Flowers lay in fields, roses baren thorns, widows crying home, when destinies collide. Guns appear in arms, rattling in the night, poison leaving sounds, snakes are sliding glue. Lovers span the sky, … Continue reading
April 2, 2012
by Gregor Cuzak
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Ringing poets throught the storm, is there a pigeon rightly grown? Blabbing, throbbing, flaffling, trone, will you commit yourself to norm? The form is but a content’s truce, allowing fulls and kings the rule, the middle average fights abuse, of … Continue reading
March 20, 2012
by Gregor Cuzak
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Empty walls of happiness, bring me all the clout, find me raven’s cloud, bring me peace from the above. Rainbow children listen deep, riding unisonly on them sons, sons of goats of lively shame, unicorns do lough in dreams. Heaven … Continue reading
March 16, 2012
by Gregor Cuzak
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wondring round the closeth blanks with jibing rants and howling mud trespassing freaks removing bliss jolting clicking rigging rising twitting dwindling kindling mingling hanging ranting chanting mounting bloating goating jazz rules untrue unworthy blues seclude your shoes in private’s cruise … Continue reading
March 15, 2012
by Gregor Cuzak
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Spin spin spin, spin it round, spin it round ‘n round! Whirl it swirl, girlish hurl, whirl you furl. Jag jag jag, rhymin’ swag, huggin’ shaq. Roll it roll, fold un fold, strolling bowl. Top it top, Topping flop, flippin’ … Continue reading