uninhabited house
Dust strange dance
and dead light kiss
on my thoughtful face

uninhabited house
old newspapers čauksti
and pots at the kitchen beams
black and finally cold

uninhabited house
cool and sad space
and expectations of steam on the window
from my fragile breath

uninhabited house
neaizkritušie eyelids
still living garden
outside the window -
and strong greens

uninhabited house
Dust strange dance
and dead light kiss
on my thoughtful face

1986

she walked along the edge of the sea
and her steps
in the sky

beautiful slide
and almost naked
and her steps
in the sky

stindzinošajā morning vault
gently playing in the wind spirit

the only person
who has seen him
Is there any stray
sunbeam

she walked along the edge of the sea
she walked along the edge of heaven
you have already tried
she aches
now you you follow her
from the depths
her steps are in the sky
your steps are in the sky

young men unknown girls
quietly with them gaist

nokritīsim on the road
this time
when the sea and sky
are no longer

she walked along the edge of the sea
and her steps
in the sky
her hair and her lips
and her pats
in the sky

1986

how innocent and pure is the air
a warm midsummer night
each bush is the devil
but as I pelavmaiss

there is always someone who nesajēdz
is someone who sees the dark
the sod that covers over
and Jani M. Jansons

and therefore I look drūvīgs
something līgojas heart sounds and
as always jāiedomā and
for them to get an
is a gloomy remain
and this is how I\'ll feel a
and girls sing ziediet
and boys who can dvest

not me, it is difficult than
Day and can not do without it
if you like it or all of this
may resent late

journalism relapse

where the greenish twilight swimming fish
sit at a strange tact
quietly rocked two drowned person
plus a decline of female nude

The first had had a second Bearslayer Black
God is with them they can do
but jane deserve condemnation
It was Spidola soul spirit -

1986

of the spine instead of the fatty streak
how quickly removed from the obedient hand
and listen to music, and enjoy good poetry
and to find time for a decent jokes

nejokot and why?
or a bit of joy in life?
We have a neat person, every place
sharp pencil and pitfalls of rock
Assistant is a secure safe case

1986

verse that will not reach the recipient\'s

Watch and envied how cool I

vecim not anyone else
room with five walls

so I wired my days
a room with five walls

yes at my fifth wall
no bad Paintings

radiates a warm sweet distant
five expensive originals

one single Gauguin to Picasso
Two Delle one Rousseau

vecim not anyone else
room with five walls

not at my fifth wall
no bad books

stands high on the wall shelves
nice thick leather cover

even at my fifth wall
there are no bad days
standing on the wall funny life
the sea-winds blowing

served on all five walls
those who are themselves standing on the wall

1984

either modern life
unsympathetic face

fuss and cheap entertainment
seamlessly pass time

roasts are falling from the air
do not breath and the wheels turning

this time has automatic doors
no one that they can not press

has never been so easy
real-life train fall

but I do not want a quick behind the windows
again you can change everything

it is not saving
but more genuine confusion

we never have the same time
look back on us

1985

from time to time I remember a party
where I was
the village of pop melody played
Time was that summer sunny
and if the rain had rained warm
beneath our feet lone and scrawny
shook suspended bridge

and brook still empty boat rocked gloomy Harona

hay smell of dove flew
and introduced m

Sleep, small - high in the air
Ziemeļzvaigzne sparkles beautifully,
and the wall aiztipina
away to the nest zirneklītis

He and a small bed,
he also paladziņš,
and the happiness zirneklīšu
all night he dreams of.

1985

pity me sleepless nights
but then again I am coming world
or a little squeeze and nude
gulēšu and wrapped with my will?

and without a mirror look yourself in the eyes of
but do not understand what I see out there
it\'s like watching the world
it\'s like a train rock

ash without any tunes
neizvandītā pile lying

1986

both of us once salut northern lights
and chaise us boating
but for now we are sitting in the gutter
and crows flying over the

gray limousine and we miss
as sniegpulkstenis fly
and by now that we\'re doing now
or aiztiksim in touch

or worse than we think
how stupid can izdarīties
with every moment more diktāk
us with serious concerns raindrops

will have to go there where you can not go
there will be worse, and in the more convenient
but Lukoss - behind us to remain
they honor the doors do not close

1986

and will be the purest pain
blossom cornflower field
and white stone stairs
except we grow to the sky

We just let us go up to the top
only to fall down
and knuckles knaukšķot
I sagrābšu your face

but the emptiness will be in my hands
and lips clothes as groans
through which runs a small agony
and backbone will wait for the gib

the same burden of the past
from which the joy of breaking cleanly
Night clouds with sastums
and will take the both of us warm

1986

pārtapsim when both the dream
from which wakes up with Myrtle
I paklanīšos and say
with a broad smile and male

now you see
how cheap
expensive
You can buy a ticket Bring

now works for posterity
and make us return ticket
back to life

If you have not needed
the other descendants will do
then go to smoke haunt
laundry and cook soup

1986

What are aware of their innocence, are reluctant to humble themselves to justification.