Radia #156: Who is done it / I was listening wind of Himalaya in My former life...
by lemurie, Prague
Roman Stetina - "Who is done it"
Nights awakened, nights of headache, nights suffered, and nights I was dying. Endless, unheard conversations… whisper that ends at dawn. Blindness the eyes get used to. Shadows of events. Nights delicate, clear, nights flown about. Time does not flow, but runs and leaps. I let the radio on. My sphincter clenched, hot asphalt, bare feet and the ripple of the brook. Gravel between my toes. I am standing in my pajamas in a dried puddle.
Lasonick - "I was listening wind of Himalaya in My former life..."