Through Spider’s Web


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In the bars of Havana, let’s sit down together
Let’s stumble upon conversation of new dimensions
Let’s go fly fishing, in the deep blue ocean
Where once characters were drawn
The old sketch book and its torn pages
Let’s see it ourselves again, through antiquity

Echoes that are drawn out from that stillness
Inside you, the celestial objects, as I turn to look
As dolphins follow the human touch, amidst that chaos
As tales of laughter and journeys return to paper
Relief from the episodes of madness, the momentarily bliss
The old sketch book and its torn pages,
Let’s see it ourselves again, through antiquity

As I make notes in haste, as I write on yellow sheets
All that destruction that the mind has created
The old relationship of the intellect and reasons
As the old butterflies find refuge in metaphors of deserts
The masses on the move, stories of revival and its spirit
As moons follow us in its stupor, as I walk out in Havana

Let’s roar ourselves into these deep blue oceans
Let’s speak of the world and its clocks in between
The beautiful faces entombed in its own reflections
In bars of Havana, let’s sit down together
You catch and I watch, through spider’s web
The old moons and the world in between
The old dust as the characters begin to born
Let’s see it ourselves again, through antiquity
Stands there alone, with all the stories of time
In the bars of Havana, as I watch the distant moon
From the days of the desert to the eternal times
Through spider’s web, for momentarily bliss!

Kashkin

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