
we willingly fill them up with plants
we place dracaenas
accumulation of beautifully cluttered difficulties

disappears
there is no more life
just a corpse
happy?

cleans the air
an impression that we can go out
with a fluffy scarf
or with emptiness

inside
us and palm trees
because it’s all about
creating relaxation spaces
by living in your own way

love in a so called standard
we observe a ladder of priorities
we work mechanically on our own biography
we live at odds with passion

due to lack
ficuses fill up tidied spaces
in the cities
outside
so much greenery

a wardrobe with a garden
no mistake will fall out
and this is possible when
personal experiences
play a part of curtains and walls

where we are
without abandoning the duvet
there’s not many advantages

is it possible to once again
take a look at his eyes
wonderful universe
interwoven with colourful threads

we remember them as flowers
a human
free and fulfilled wardrobe





birds of paradise under the ceiling
submerged in yellows and purples
everything connects with everything

cannot speak
what a shame

ie. navy and plum
he can confirm it only when
his experience is
put in order on windowsills

arranged sadness
no longing at all

we paint it
with a moment of breath
or
by coherently
combining
impermeable

to receive a smile
as to lose your marbles
how should it be understood then?

colourful dustbin
that builds a cluttered sense of fulfillment
so that just in case
everything has some sort of sense

and on the tongue
colourful melancholy
intertwining reds
looking for colours
she is already integrated

from speaking
completely
for a moment
to take a breath
to make a decision

ferns
with the nature of a human
able to accept
the world

drive away
or
to look at self from a distance
above all
the whole
has to be invented
from scratch

a subjective point of view
but not too much
so much wisdom
yet, exceptionally strange way
of perceiving

then the only option is paneling
absorption in the hall
my awareness of space and peace

distanced human with a closed mind
somebody like that is standing around and so what?
nothing

palm trees
they lead to wisdom
it is a key investment
into clean feelings

I listen in my own way
not for real

with particles of shadow
ghost peripeteia
the dream happens today

the walls are starting to thin
we live for this
yardage of knowledge







were flooded by testosterone
Venus saw it
and went on a picnic
and Mars went out
into the world

mix the pulp of knowledge
peel lemons of predisposition
add chopped coriander
and pureed skills
to your own taste

mango and local wine
you have to be a romantic
a visionary
or a madman

curiosities are multiplying on a map
getting denser
I listened, though I didn’t believe
nature-art events
you just have to look at the sales of wine
and wood clippings from the sawmill

beautiful view
and maybe it’s worth to conjure up some meaningful trail
a sunny potential of a desired size
gradually
drop by drop

to the boundaries of lips
subtly add
accumulated revelations
without introduction
without questions
something boiled up
in us

when the opportunities parted with sincere grace
show their shape
when a healthy, pretty feminine meaning in my life will start to be created
to track down with a smile
where undiagnosed orders
are heading towards

generations
but also
tears of emotions
place of origin
beautiful connections of youth

and
algae sprinkles
we don’t accept such stories
accidentally we learn
how to paint with oil paints
in a thousand different ways
a feeling that we have achieved something
because
challah is also a bread

Japanese and Scots
eryngi and enoki
kale and brussels
we are drawn to a hybrid of
high quality tradition
and popular lies
in a lemon version

i made a decision
tasty jerusalem artichokes
the palette is also developed by
a crunchy sprinkle
flavorful powders
and I just can’t wait
what is hiding underneath a puree
of soulless human
latent sins?
a field of new culinary discoveries?
the buddhists are never wrong

it’s a lie so that
purple carrots
can be widely circulated

you can be with humans
do you constantly want to waste
garlic, butter and critical opinion of yourself
and recycle compromise into
further promotional hats
in a price of a flat in the capital city
somehow, it looks like
there won’t be any miracles here

we appreciate reality
waking up of the environment
a need to tell a wonderful feeling
a turnip demands to accept
features of a swallow in itself

how do you work with a human?
you have to ask fruit waste
a growing sensitivity to parsnip
essential infatuation
a love toward a particular coloring of a neckerchief

can serve as degradation
sick kids
mother in law
a repertoire of mushroom dishes
we have to live with it

that’s fine
with a blender, blend the brain
to a puree constistency
pour olive oil
go ahead
and to this, add spices
and a tin of mango
being the tasting

a dangerous and unpredictable element
will he see the secret of life and abundance
as they say
such is the fate of Aries

even for 50 years
lucky numbers:
5, 19, 33

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and
practical magic
a few layers of dark eyes
discussions without water
will shimmer on the eyelid
quickly
it will definitely happen to us

an unexplored depth of
bottle green
seas, lakes and rivers
contrasting hues
of blues and greens

is a gift from the moon
how will it look like
on an eyelid
in the sea
long time ago

a shell
shades of copper and brown
human imagination
important snakes
a coin
we will always find all owners

wonderfully
are carrying
metallic shadows
apply roses and violets

count, calculate and study
the ritual of water magic
as always ask about the bee
the whole attention
focuses on the eyes

raise the colour of the iris
a) by using a wet method
b) by applying a very ingenious
metallic makeup
you have to ask the colours
about the price of the well

gold with black
tame
streams and wells
in this season
do not stint on depth

what can I be happy about
when we cover the lips
with patinated gold
do you believe it will all work out?

jewellery binding
sensuality is a mask for the eyes
because you have a good hand
for folk magic

has some dependence of energy
in itself
it’s worth enjoying
next to each other
always
always

to feel the world
on the skin
awaken inspiration
a whole range of it
you’re eating a wonderful
creative
power and authority


(look to the side)
more carefully
you don’t have to waste time on
self control
you can start with yourself
because a harness
is a good aesthetic

self:
everyday reality
in your own home!

a disturbing
transition
of a grandma
with a torn sense of humour
Wojtek advises
a bathing gnome
massive monsters
and playful utopce
(in a bathtub)
kitsch is not bad

a ‘book of cosmic symbols’
meaning gave a ghost
live are performing
magical creatures
a sharp child
a garden son
a cool table

or in parents’ bathroom
or in shows of the change of fate according to wishes
or among an energy of colours
finally
20 years back

uses tape
to soothe the senses
usually next to
visual cliches
straight to
souvenirs of the future
somehow we’ll make it through

exiting the technology of symbols
it will also be
a relevant topic
then I am wondering
beloved
perhaps
intense wishing
will help
it has to

did something change?
faith
all by himself
even in play
but what about the child

On a Monday, late afternoon
With the palms of your hands
and the soles of your feet
bury
the awareness of problems
I’ve heard some voices saying
in that place
the grass was green

Her hidden desires
Ranging from violets to powder pinks
Everything mixed into
Golden shade number 899

tender touch, ideally matching the sun tan
the lost passion of an umbrella
sun resistant waves of touch
stunning colours that are already sitting
around semi precious stones

the scent of green papaya
won’t get any warmer
during a strom
ferns are growing
and under the sky
a silk butterfly blossoms

teems with life
with an emotional tint
forming a knot, that
is feeding
apricots and apples

apricots and blackberries
peony, as light as the mist
a mermaid on a silk scarf
summer seduces with
symbols
scents
by hand

for balance
wear flowers
torn by the wind
until these long nights
will blush
I look and sigh
to draw inspiration from the stars

blooming fields
of saturated colour
I love them too
as if they wanted to say:
most generally
preferably wide
most probably in person
because
life is too short
for water from the gutter

is a mystical seductress
beautifully scented
with freedom
I felt her, as if she was always here
her beautiful coloration
tempts with fragility
on
a regular bike

on the lips
beyond the lips
on the neck
and the forearms
with the touch of a daisy
orchids will bloom
a dream of femininity
as delicate as the wings of a dragonfly

in the company
of her garden
here
delicate,
relaxing and soothing touch
has self-sown
and grew into her
with elderflower
this summer
clover smells lovely
which means that
anything can happen

sensitivity to nature
dressed in an apricot-coloured blouse
Insanely intriguing redness
of hydrangeas
during a summer evening
She welcomed me in her garden
when the longing for
the essence of time and space
was blooming