a raven eats a dead skull
fragrant wings
they break light with light
there are no reliable principles
where the head of the sky breaks the landscape
I ask: who is in charge here?
who is the ruler of my blood pressure
atmospheres of darkness strike the gong
no one will wake up one by one
when I count out the people of oppression
a quiet hope of love
let's praise the veterans
their faded, wrinkled souls
like cloaks for a raven
***
kruk je martwą czaszkę
skrzydła wonne
łamią światło światłem
nie ma spolegliwych zasad
gdzie szef nieba łamie pejzaż
pytam: kto tu rządzi?
kto jest władcą mojego ciśnienia
atmosfery mroku uderzają gong
nikt się kolejno nie dobudzi
kiedy odliczę ludzi pognębienia
cichą nadzieją miłości
wychwalajmy weteranów
ich wypłowiałe, pomarszczone dusze
jak płaszcze dla kruka
A.J. Kaufmann—wandering bard of Poznań, sonic druid of the cassette realm. Born under a vinyl moon during a lo-fi storm, raised by spectral mixtapes and surreal dreams. He’s conjured 200+ albums while debating invisible muses and sipping metaphor tea. Writes like a mystic, sings like a caffeinated oracle. May or may not be part mushroom. Proceed with headphones.
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