"The Lost Thoughts Office”

Author: Tomasz Sokolowski

Translated by J. Szajkowska, P. Szajkowski

 

Night

Thoughts

Window

and beyond it someone's words in the rain

not known to anyone

dreams left in the puddle unknown

in unknown cold hands will never become known

 

River of sorrow sips slowly on the wall

down to the ground, to the beginning and to the end

unfathomed

rain's mighty blasts, like wave after wave, wash

sleep under bed and than again, wave after wave

there comes

a man out of Nowhere who carries people dreams left

at the bedside, in the glass full of tears and ice

in cold

I'm looking at would-be greats, already forgotten

welcome

liars, bastards waiting outside

in line

stretching into atrocious infinity

into cruel darkness

they’ll bring on they arrival

ominous thoughts

and all the others on their places

and number given them in my Office

of the Lost Thoughts

 

Night dissolves into morning sun

that slowly

arises beyond the hills

to the window

I bring my face closer and feel the cold touch of glass

And I fall asleep tired with sleep

so solid

so dead

 

 

 

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