Posted by Tommy Mathiassen (193.216.39.220) on February 04, 2000 at 15:53:17:
Here comes a little poem. It was written in norwegian, but I tried to translate it to english now. No easy job, my english isn`t exactly good. This was written a few years ago.
A DIFFERENT SPRING (by Cluster Horton)
In the Cluster world,
you feel no pain, you are pain
extreme pain
- your pain
Pain inside your head,
pain outside your head,
inside the eye, behind the eye,
the eye that flows
- your eye
That glowing, bursting,
bloodshelled eye,
on it`s way out of your head
- your head
The eye,
that`s pushed and hit back,
by a raging fist
- your fist
Bound to a hightensioned body,
filled with a wild mans anger
- your anger
Head banging into the wall,
it smashes to the floor,
that split, outburned head
- but still your head
Desperation rules
The primal woke up
You`re going to win,
you have to win,
if you loose,
you loose life
- your life
You won,
you won,
a couple of hours free,
before the battle starts again
- your battle
It`s spring
- MY SPRING
Tommy