I saw an unusual black dog
I saw a dog, black and unusual
Maybe it was, maybe it was, a negative of an albino.
So white and black suddenly
As black and white as piano keys
A dog in a piano, a dog in piano
Like a melody, crawls and gnaws.
I saw a piece of unusual black day
I saw a piece of day, black and unusual
wasn’t day, it wasn’t day
But it wasn’t night either.
Only a bit of the end with a bit of the middle
Only a bit of the middle from the end
And it crawls and gnaws, and it crawls and gnaws from the beginning.
Atience comes after impatience
Impatience, the tail of atience
Like a melody crawls and gnaws.
Augustín Dobrovodský (1947–1999)