I have a secret house

I have a telescope in my secret house

this guy

in this context

we can call him T

he does all my permissions

I read this writer

a poet

he remembered the words

for fifteen years

he was in jail

for about fifteen years

and he was writing in his mind

and in the memory of the other interns

they had nothing

no food

no clothes

they had the word

together

they remembered this book

that I read

last year

every summer I have parties

in my secret house

barbecue

and girls in bikini

it is good to get out of the city

it is hot in the summer

you need a permission

la la

right now this means no

no

at the restaurant

this guy walked in

the same guy

doing all her permissions

I have a very good memory

he told us

a good memory for faces

just sitting there smoking

listening

he had only been writing books

this is the only reason

the river is the border

and it is hot in the summer

when I swim in the river

they shoot from the other side

cause it gets really hot in the summer

la la

la la

sometimes I just go to my secret house

to watch the stars

the sky is so clear

we do not want a permission

it takes such a long time

no problem

this is what I know

we will not apply for a permission

and you can not talk about it

it makes me so sad

too sad

when I think about this situation

this area

of land

my english is not enough to clarify

 

shall we talk about art

instead

maybe we can talk about art

I must say

I have never seen anything like this

I do not know what it is

I want to know

again

I must see this

again

I can not forget everything

that I already know

start from zero

it is not possible

I know this

I need to see this thru

your eyes

this

I do not understand

 

of course

there are some facts

about this country

this area

historical facts

some verified as

a true statement

marked in this landscape

you can still see them

some of them

or

you can see them

if you know

that there should be

something

to be seen

like trees

trees

all over

these

mountains

 

in the early morning sun

the mountains

seems

unreal

or

like something

I have never seen

before

 

I will never leave

this country

I will never leave

it has to do

with someone else

someone elses

papers

no papers

no papers

because someone

died

so

there are

no papers

for this person

 

too much

I love this person

I love this country

too much

 

he sat there talking

in this other

language

we

behaving mannerly

waiting

for him to speak

with us

about dates

arriving

departing

dates

in this language

that we know

 

gladly

talking about

sex

focusing

and watching

legs

only talking

watching

no touching

legs

 

I wish I could remember

something

from this book

it really

touched me

my memory

is short

too short

I want you

to know

this book

but

I can not

give you the words

 

when you told me

about the river

I was thinking

about the water

and

my uncle

they shot him

in the water

he drowned

they said

as always

of course

he looked like

a drowned person

laying in

the water

for a week

in the river

you laughed

maybe it has

something to do

with the translation

poor language

or

maybe it's

just

too common

here

these things