14 April 2009

It's much too late to get away


Quietly he laughs and shaking his head

3 kommentarer:

Keno said...

Imse vimse spindel
klättrar uppför trån,
ner faller regnet,
spolar spindeln bort.
Upp stiger solen,
torkar bort allt regn.
Imse vimse spindel klättrar upp igen.

evo jedna mene evo ja volim Pidel, Keno

(kaze tata da ja sad ovako plicam... i on isto kaze da ce biti bolje, kad polastem) ...pozdlav svima...

Ps. cika Igole gde je Pindel?

Igor said...

E neka je Keno i tebe tata doveo s nama da se druzis. E bas ovog Pindela koji je napravio ovu mrezu je u bjeg natjerao tvoj drug Daan.

Igor said...

lullaby

on candystripe legs the spiderman comes
softly through the shadow of the evening sun
stealing past the windows of the blissfully dead
looking for the victim shivering in bed
searching out fear in the gathering gloom
and suddenly a movement in the corner of the room!
and there is nothing i can do
when i realize with fright
that the spiderman is having me for dinner tonight!

quietly he laughs and shaking his head
creeps closer now
closer to the foot of the bed
and softer than shadow and quicker than flies
his arms are all around me and his tongue in my eyes
"be still be calm be quiet now my precious boy
don't struggle like that or i will only love you more
for it's much too late to get away or turn on the light
the spiderman is having you for dinner tonight"

and i feel like i'm being eaten
by a thousand million shivering furry holes
and i know that in the morning i will wake up
in the shivering cold

and the spiderman is always hungry...

the cure