SMALL TALK AT BUKOWSKA AND LIBELTA: A poet in Poznan. - Poetry Chapbook, 2012.

“Krabo” They say moon is the same for everyone Streets are hostile or friendly Nothing depends on your luck You exist cause you’re taught to...

Thursday, November 5, 2020

Poznan Beatnik Angels

You get to meet them at jam sessions
Their fiery bodies dance French lessons
And you'll become their new obsession
Once you play your guitar
You'll get really far
Poznan beatnik angels
Singing „gimme danger”
Loving little strangers
From beyond
The zone
And stars

And the starship is now landing
In a golden field now standing
Where the city once was bending
To a Moog lullaby
Once you show them the sky
Poznan beatnik angels
Will fly away with sages
Loving every age of
Mankind
That's a rare, rare find
And mind

Flutes in the distance memorize everything
Children in the steppes learn to sing
Flutes in the distance memorize alleys long
Once the beatnik angels start to sing their songs
From a high up cloud
Things are getting loud
Fly away, fly south
Poznan beatnik angels
And poetic mouths

Join hands
God's plan
Everything's complete
Share love
Share joints
There's lots of wine to drink

You meet them at jam sessions
In the morning they're gone
But the evening quick French lessons
Still sound strong like a gong
Until you're proven wrong
Or ready and strong

Join hands
God's plan
Everything's complete
Share love
Share joints
There's lots of wine to drink