Identity – Michal Rotko

No Name

Kill the world softly that speaks, In detail’s creed. Mind you, there are sunflowers, listening To the song of days. The days beneath the sun,

Little bunny goes hop hop hop Groom the dream, my dear The sunrise is arriving Inside, the windows locked And the door is slightly open.

If I had a boxful of marbles, I’d build a tiny axe Then I’d go to the garden and I’d fill the cracks in the

I walk in these circles These circles that I walk in Made of wool and made of strings Laid out on the ground at my

Every once in a while, when the moon shines bright And the flowers are sleeping There shows a jackal under my window, He comes seeking

In a place down below And a land outside of time There’s a girl with two braids and blue eyes Who for ever watches the

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