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ked utekajú
nazbierané dni
z dlaní
pretekajú
pomedzi
prsty

ako biela šatka
uvoľnená vetrom
z ramien
tej ženy
(s pohľadom kdesi
proti nemu)

na plavom piesku
dvihajúcom sa do očí
víriacim všetko
čo tu bolo
(pred nimi
aj po nich)

vtedy sklápam oči
(v duchu sa otočím)

Ticho vykročím
z utajeného
obrazu
všetkých ich
vášní

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from Rasped song sketches, released May 15, 2016

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Rasping Boy/Popol Slovakia

Self-taught (1967), DIY, homemade guitar based improvised harsh ambient with bit of psychedelic, bluesy, jazzy, industrial tunes and accidental parallel threads... adventure and concentrated listening, un-predictive structures. Self-help, dirty sound, with meditative aspects, overcome pain, fear, mood/mind shift, preferring reality over expectations.
Peter Novak novpko@gmail.com
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