7 separate us from each other: 7 models
vis-a-vis: 7 models over their coffees: analysing
their hairdos: their lips: their tits: like a beautiful,
tender legoland: will somebody reassemble a model
broken down to small parts? will put between her lips
words by Dior: put in her hand a flower by Armani: hang over
the city a Sun by Thierry Mugler: it is the truth it is a dream:
it is the truth, it is a dream: who will swoon bedazzled
at the feet of his model: who is just one of the seven:
here next to you: cruising through a chat: filled with words:
eyes and bared shoulders: will somebody see a model
stark naked? without a coffee: without dress: without make-up:
as she was when she fell off a bike and later
peeled off dry blood from her knees: it has been years:
but 7 models keep sitting here: and with rehearsed movements
turn round their fingers: a poet with a nervous breakdown:
who won't be: will never be one of them.

Translation: Pavol Lukáč