when I close my eyes

I close my eyes

the stone walls kiss my lips

yellow leaves of heaven

shower my skin with golden dreams

when a butterfly flies away

the flower dies

 

in the deadly embrace of permanency

and a gray smoke rises

over the grave of my heart

~~~~~

я     закрываю глаза

каменные стены

целуют мои губы

желтые райские  листья 

осыпают мою кожу

золотом мечты

когда бабочка улетает

цветок умирает

в смертельном объятии постоянства

и серый дым

поднимается

над могилой моего сердца

~c:NKO12/27/12

fringes

fringes

the smile, painted with red

 over the clown-like face of the day,  

twists my bones…

after the day turns into ashes,

I stay with fireflies in the fields, reptilian-eyed,

with  mice, a  night bird,  a pale shadow

chipped from the sad face of the moon.

the night doesn't permit lies.

fake smiles disappear without an echo,

words whispered, sounds aren't permitted.

even the wind wraps itself around the stillness.

sleep sticks to my fingertips,

dreams flow like  thick honey in my veins

a twig breaks, it tears the silence apart,

there’s something new and luminous at the fringes

~c:NKO12/22/12 

love is a curse

when I was an owl

I looked down 

and saw

wind dancing with pine

he counted her needles

one by one

love is a curse

it plucked blue from my eyes

I must be asleep

 ~c:NKO12/17/12

again, there's night

again, there’s night

shattered the last mirror

over my grave.

waves of silent prayer

frozen on my lips.       a kiss

is always a touch of death,

the eternity, we are longing for.

I saw it in your eyes.

I felt it in your heart.

love wounded,

bleeds words

and grass will grow green

tomorrow -

 at the sunrise

c:NKO12/12/12

twisted

I twisted my wrists

I twisted my ankles

I tied my tongue in knots

I tossed my thoughts

into the dark, where

not a spark exists,

not even a quark of the spark,

where the lizards play wizards,

sharks

drink oceans until drunk

and roll what left of it

backwards. where?

 do I find words

that would unlock

my mouth

untie my tongue

and call the order

into my world

~c:NKO@12/8/12  

desert is cold at nights

desert is cold at nights.

the cold

brush…

black wings

over the skin.

the sky

barren…

not a ripple

of a smile

in the eyes.      I run

until breathless

until blood drips

from my nostrils

and my heart

breaks free

from all the agreements

~c:NKO12/6/12

nowhere

where…

 it was slowly rising above the dome

of our night.  our eyes worshiped.

tingling of our words entangled.

vibrating touch on our lips.

the ground drifted away, swallowing

 the falling tides. our eyes soaked,

sifted through the sand to the core,

evaporated in the hot,

repeating cycles like heartbeats.

drowned, unknown, drowsy.

the remnants are sailing into the fog.

 rivers static,

locked within the walls of gray.

nowhere gnaws 

c:NKO11/30/12 

i keep the door open for you

I keep the door open for you.

black olives served for dinner.

the memory of the sunset, scattered

over the orchards of Mediterranean.

grapes, chilled on ice,

 sweet, intoxicating

 in the mouth of a gardener and a god.

water in my palms.

it soaks through the skin of my fingers:

molecules are invisible like a sleeping wind,

drops – a fragrant breath of the violets in my garden.

 I’ll keep the door open

until all is gone

~c:NKO12/2/12