iemetīšu point in the sky -
Stone.

And I am no bird will miss.

In so far we shone
one\'s life.

And I know that he is
was thought to make.

1985

WHEN YOUR EARED sad

when your Eared beginning there
I atlidošu to you

the division of the leaves from the trees
when the grass will die quietly

when the nights become endless
and the day will be bleak

a life of pain, cry
when there will be no scruple of money

by eight kustoņus buy
when expectations puddles moments

together we will Eared
I atlidošu to you

1985

here pulito city center
the center ugunsrijēju

how petrified I -
(One of the trio -
Imagination, Madness and I)
look at the eager throat

Reversed Prometheus
reduced klopster

your so stupid jokes
that unwittingly bothering cry

and besides you can die out
Reversed Prometheus

1987

lovely

cockroaches Orchestra
Games
cruise missile Dzervitis
dance

saplaks Riga as empty
wallet
these pekstiņus not know yet
Chuck

Blessed are those iraid sawyer oath
they belong to the realm of the future

under one roof I have the honor to live
the civilization of the next

1987

radiation in your face
came from the false guna
the window under the apple tree branches
Kuna began to howl


oh good intentions bright
you\'re sadly short
late Kuna howl
starry sky

1987

wolf!

*
Romans
if the world will be left
only one wolf
if a cross between the wolf
with different species
Puppy

coming out all the
not only wolves

Romans will not forgive us

I would not
tease Romans

*
dragged the present

it suffers
from total
Weapons and ammunition
lack of

*
future

under normal conditions
man
live for more than a wolf

but it can happen
the wolf
have not yet had time to
perish

1987

there where trains lodā
where they are icy night drags
the green and dirty earthworms
where klabinādamās crawling

rail at the edge of a dream
hung swinging in the wind
finally frozen solid
that people can kill
to either avoid it
pasauksim Santa Claus
to bring a long and
refrigerated storage

1987

NEVICINĀJOS BUT SLIK **

Although the dead man did not listen to nobody,
This dragged balsteli details:
I cry, but you nedzirdējāt,
And nevicinājos, but slicks.

Yes, he liked āvīties,
But now both dead.
Water had to be cold and stopped heart -
So they said.

Oh no, no, no, no colder than would otherwise
(This lying in his wolf).

1986

NO FOG

Tonight is not fog, I watched the beacons
paper we are slaves to know how well it
help - just in case -
any ship or creature
go to the port or take a life
freedom to go jump to their death

clenched hands or stand on the balcony

1987

what do we do miss and miss subtle mūžiņis zibināt flashing chalk i pirmskatā diktāk war even more strongly the spirit of a mole-rat who is lame what do we do along the flashing eyes as dzīvīte doing the Navitas wants nezibi will not be lost on tiny Zemīte Want to watch more introspective wants to come and memories of tiny lights moving over graves and flashing zibināt they are the men who have simtpiecdesmit hundred men who brought you up i want to drop in pirmscarā diktāk Cara has much more the spirit of a mole-rat who is lame, many are we doing what we know we can while still mūžiņis zibināt flashing horrors of the day do not need to see the lights are not suspects or knows what he wants us to do along the flashing eyes as dzīvīte doing the Navitas wants to see in the dark she see the dark dying dying becomes aware that prefer to live and live for real and straight and brighter, and zip and zip and zip it for us to do what they begun our million - Fireflies fair trial divides dead man is dying it is wiser 1985

8 carnations

I bring these eight Carnations
windows along the dreamy lover
alkainiem living along the windows
where clothes going to ice

These eight eight Carnations
so delicate outstretched hand
to see skatulogā
I seem as funny and redundant

and yet through jāizbrien
Although žļurkstošu elsienu swamp
and earmarking rain
keep the pocket closed

through a double-dealer pink sweat
through the delusions of ambition
in the eight carnations
the only way I can go

and when I get to the end
I put these flowers drīkstēšu
Graši since I will be on the eyes
end, only to close them shut

1987

nature take breath CIET

Nature will take your breath hard.
Hall of frenzy grows.
But not one man in the meadow. . .

Bat. . .
He is dead already.

And look how color blind
the natural orgies around.
Where junker? Who netramda right?

Bat. . .
Sen has already been hanged.

Sazaļo, green VASARIŅA.
Cilājies, viļņojies, field.
I did not feel the magic. . .

Bat.
I am already cold.

Soul and whizzes whizzes
Someone brutally broken wire.

Scythe atvēzētu
record bezjūtu eye.

cemetery or nekāpi dream of throat
again dream as jorģīne bloom

my friends through the meshes
sometimes quite free woman go

1987

quiet. Nobirdini ash (if you smoke again).
Sorrow will flow to the devil, stuffiness slīpenē.

Humiliated head would be built, and will earn cheated.
Mel, I wasted the past: not recover forever.

Soul wounds aizvilkdamās turns into a flint.
Building in Safety on the flint one strong house.

moths wants in.
soul wants - somewhere

ghosts by night wish bushes
certainly want to jab a knife

you round the tip of a knife

go and fight with the loaves

The soul can not be ordered

the moths wants in.

1986