Author Archives: Krstn Drupp

The Giant

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The Stone Giant by Anna Höglund


…
was it but a dream
all the rainy mornings dressed in skin
the evenings in the cold chasing purple stars,
young hearts never getting old
lovers in the chain of storm
fast cars crashing down
some things turn to gold, others never hold;
what I miss the most
is a song my lips be spelling in the scent of Holy Ghosts
on high rocky roads crossing
you were naked in the wild
with a smile dressed in white
and everyone that came along
carved and carried larger stones…
so,
give me back the music and let me play my cello
I still hear the horses
can you keep it breathing until we reach the border?
Alice,
I remember now –
you gave me the stories and I gave them hope
grains of silver on a field of stone,
and I don’t need no colors
to paint it back alive
for I’ll always be a Giant
awake in the exploding Sun…

Premonition

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I can read this future in your fears
and my coffee crystal is in tears
I can see this path going nowhere
so why the forcing, lies and fairy tales?
coming home has been so cruel
nice guys never win yet always duel…

Baby I just had enough!
You say fine, I say get off
Baby I just had enough!
But I love you, will you cut a slack…

I can’t read my future in your eyes
I never care to look I do know why
cute and humble she’d make fine
a choice I made when feeling down
and so making plans will always fail
unless we buy a ticket straight to hell!

Baby I just had enough!
You say fine, I say get out
Baby I just had enough!
Cut Madonna here some slack…or NOT!

Again and again

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The Gray Tree, by Piet Mondrian, 1911

Since you’ve closed your eye
I cannot see
the flicker in your smile was built for me
trembled in the night when reason failed
feeling out your fire pouring through my ways,
Dearest,
I almost took you for a dance that day,
painting into darkness no wandering little light
told me you haven’t loved enough,
the air was burning more than I could say
yet from the front row it was a remarkable play
so I stayed,
unreasonably long
and that cold evening going back home
I saw you,
again and again…

The Wishing

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Edgar Degas, L’étoile, 1878 – source

What is left to say
in the many books to read
the blank pages at the end
I always wondered what they hid,
in between the spaces
lines are coming back to breathe
did you make the choice
did it came imposed,
the dreaming of a future that nothing could’ve hold,
I’m told you danced that morning feeling pretty dressed in white
I wish you rice and glitter over kindness and good time…

S7VEN in October

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1. DIE ANTWOORD – Age of Illusion

2. Red Hot Chili Peppers – Eddie

3. First Aid Kit – Out of My Head

4. Billy Idol – Running From The Ghost

5. Simple Minds – Vision Thing

6. Ozzy Osbourne – Dead and Gone

7. Nickelback – San Quentin

Bonus : VOLBEAT – Becoming

Câmpul

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Unde am pierdut toamna cu diminețile argintii?

O jumătate de soare descris în acuarelă se prelingea printre frunze
tălpile răvășeau pământul alunecos
buzele sărutau, din nou, cerul meu nesfârșit,
și am adormit acolo sub salcie, departe de timpul care curge
eu și un câmp neatins în culori și schițe de umbre
veșnic tânăr în vise și cuvinte…

Remember

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Remember the days that have passed
you were young and free and knew no menace
and people were so alive
and you made a promise to the dearest of all
to keep your chin up and smile in the face of disaster,
remember the day you gazed into silence
stars there were running
your young love was starving and kept it close to the heart,
words could cut deep yet everything’s healing
for nothing is ever the same twice
walking away to find absolution
you only fought with yourself…

Remember the grass
it was cold on your feet on the other side of this fence,
remember you used to laugh and have faith
when you cried on the steps of a closed church…
go back from the sadness and seek on light
you feel it inside it’s not right,
and bring down these walls and shine to the world
there is so much beauty to be
just walk away from the city of lights
for the real light is burning in me…

Remember the days you were free
a sucker for friendship and your t-shirt was green
dumb in all manners you couldn’t read signs
girls might have taught you were somewhat blind
but your heart was walking in line…
Remember the days you walked her back home
and the leafs and the stairs and so many trains to the north
you drew her face in your dreams
so you broke a string just to be sure and marbles fell on the floor
dreams rolled on and love and all…

Remember the days for I don’t know who I am
will you remember the same?

No other way

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White Spider by Vindictus Art Gallery – https://www.pinterest.fr/pin/571323902708964885/

I pray to my Lord
to wake up one day and say to myself “there is no other way”
I’ve been weak
I have been Disturbed
listened to bad rock for my father’s good luck…
I am The Beast,
a giant crawler coming from East
invading the west with desire to nest
with no responsible fashion I invoke good tension, in your bones –
scream
moan
take what you want dearest Simone
you filthy loyal lovable whore
you turn my life into porn gore,
with the head in the sand it is you that’s going to bend
my precious doll,
I have no soul, you took it from me
drinking your poison set me free
let me be, touch and see, the garden of Eden is not for me
I must suffer, must endure –
Be my inspiration
late night vision and dark temptation
ignite my fire, give me wine and call me “Sire” in the Church and in my tower
make me devour
You!
kneel before me and take me good
like only true lovers should
I long to feel The Need, to drop a tear
before I paint your body with white smear,
give me children give me life,
transform me sweeter, help me be born twice,
for in the desert with no joy
you are my future where I am your toy
to play a new note on a tight chord,
exposing disaster
go faster
show me love’s wicked drug, exploit my desire
never tired
“there is no other way”…