emergency exit
vészkijárat
there is no emergency exit from the sonnets
- you sing of nothing in a hymn deduced
old cities live behind my forehead
build yourself up as you were never footloose
because the beginning of life hurts – a new world
the fifth season is watching my step
once reason governs – sometimes discord - or pain mortar is the design we get
excited sounds in the verse procession row
fresh fabric for my sonnet dress I took
more beautifully the rainbow bugs glow
on the algorithm in the pages of a monotonous book
you never see where you are stepping
but I decipher the intentions of the worlds in a year
you can live among homeless stars’ settings
I’ve just played cards with the rules of the atmosphere
I still have a few core tables left - where only Latinovits played the piano and ruled
some litanies on a lavish scale the best
but the Ambrus sonnet is also schooled
there is no emergency exit from the sonnets
the new moon contradicts the regiments
about the details at night you can protest
at the exit the rhymes come and go without evidence
Mayanaam
vequinox
Manolis 