Blithe humour yearns for
Pridian vagaries before now,
Trusting the mooring of able
Ships on clear waters of
Mirror images.
Wistful, our call on the sere
Tongue of harmattan, when
Pines whistled in unison to
Welcome straying and returning
Birds – black confetti over
......
Perspiring violence derides
The pathetic collapse of dirt.
An effervescence of noises
Depends upon cement for its madness.
Electric light is taut and dull,
Like a nauseated suspense.
This kind of heat is the recollection
Of an orgy in a swamp.
Soiled caskets joined together
Slide to rasping stand-stills.
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you are the weakest link you are the weakest link you are you are you are we are I scar my self my link too far
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You turned that night into a bad habit.
Second floor.
Tight wooden stairs .
Long bar.
Dim lit room .
Blood in a tall glass.
The famous dead rabbit.
Freezing winter midnight down on Broadway.
......
Na vodoravnome zrcalu
ispruženog zaljeva
strše šiljci uglatoga grada
zabodeni direktno u zvjezdani svod.
U blistavom moru svjetiljki
prekrasno stradavaju u brodolomu
zanosne lađice sa štiklom
na tvojima uzbudljivima nogama
koje plove u potpalublju
brokatne večernje haljine.
......
Blithe humour yearns for
Pridian vagaries before now,
Trusting the mooring of able
Ships on clear waters of
Mirror images.
Wistful, our call on the sere
Tongue of harmattan, when
Pines whistled in unison to
Welcome straying and returning
Birds – black confetti over
......
helicopters circling skyscrapers
like flies orbiting giants
past and future meet
across your concrete streets
can’t love it until you leave it
a fading empire
but forever beacon
began to love you
from a distance
You turned that night into a bad habit.
Second floor.
Tight wooden stairs .
Long bar.
Dim lit room .
Blood in a tall glass.
The famous dead rabbit.
Freezing winter midnight down on Broadway.
......
you are the weakest link you are the weakest link you are you are you are we are I scar my self my link too far
Continue reading
Na vodoravnome zrcalu
ispruženog zaljeva
strše šiljci uglatoga grada
zabodeni direktno u zvjezdani svod.
U blistavom moru svjetiljki
prekrasno stradavaju u brodolomu
zanosne lađice sa štiklom
na tvojima uzbudljivima nogama
koje plove u potpalublju
brokatne večernje haljine.
......