Blitz
Sky shifted
Focused
Rifling lens sifts
Spits of bullets
Across a no hide
Spot targets shot
In fields of masterminds
All you ever wanted was
To see your children
In Heaven
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Ricochet
I stood all the doorways
Shipwrecked by the night
Stardust named my bits
And the myths did not know
Whether it was the bullets or the heart
No staircase no upper floor
I sun burst bruised each step
Said all the poems written long ago
Were they just whispers words fallen apart
Air ate mist
Mist ate my breath
Nowhere could I go
Bounced back by darts
Ricochet
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Hail Macbeth
Hail Macbeth I’m in your field
To deliver the messages of the witches set free
The Lady is strong she will not yield
Unless she is placed in a ‘not to be’
Hail Macbeth the golden eyes are shifting
Remember the earth belongs to me
Hail Macbeth the bullets are sifting
The blue that unlike you can clearly see
Hail Macbeth get out of your text
Before it’s too late for you may be the next
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Breathe back the sigh
The things can last
The wreath and pain
Laughter tears rain
Nothing can deny
Omnitude gift cast
There is no time
Beyond a human measure
Spelled in a rhyme
Everything beats
High up most sublime
Omnitude treasure
For heaven all of us born
Never denied
Never forlorn
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Who's that reaping/Ko to zanje
Who's that reaping
Who's that reaping
The fields of white
The silent boughs
Who is touching alone
That snail without house
It came to dwell
A nakedness squatted
Under heavy eyebrows
ko to žanje
ko to žanje
bijele njive
tiho granje
ko dotice sam
taj puž bez kucice
dode da stanuje
ispod tecih vijeda
savijeni golac
1993.
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Damnation
There is so easily cast
By lips made of so human flesh
If you want to see your children in heaven
Don’t wave hell in front of their faces
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Men/Muskarci
Men are like mine field I get killed each time.
Muskarci su kao minsko polje svaki put poginem.
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Language/Jezik
Is like a bad detective always a way behind a good criminal.
Jezik je kao los detektiv uvijek u zaostatku za dobrim kriminalcem.
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Dream extreme fantasy
Dare a say a ride
Dream extreme virtual waves
Windswept on so high a tide
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Contemporary knowledge
Contemporary knowledge is perfectly categorized in drawers.
Savremeno znanje je savrseno kategorizovano u ladicama.
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Plato
Who built in Plato into contemporary caves?
Ko je ugradio Platona u savremene pecine?
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A global aphorism extended
An anti tie truth is a white collar lie
And I collect spit in my eye
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U what
United Nations successfully nationize their unions.
Ujedinjene Nacije uspjesno nacionisu svoje unije.
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Sing/Pjevaj
Sing life to your restlessness.
Pjevaj zivot svom nemiru.
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Pollyteaparty
When Polly puts the wrong kettles on
All guests are easily dead and gone.
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Measuring/Premjeravanja
The length of the word ‘hand’ depends on the circumference of the slap.
Duzina rijeci ‘ruka’ zavisi od opsega samara.
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My cellars were closed
The doors shut wept
No name on
My secret kept
Seep below a frozen ground
Stood silent like lips
Making no sound
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If you want...
If you want a human to disappear
Plant an ape into an evolution tree
Ako hocete da zatrete covjeka
Posadite majmuna u drvo evolucije
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Harlekyn time
Will in due time mime an empty wordless semiotic sign.
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Flesh given
Flesh given body driven
Worn out torn reborn
Bone sinking
Cluttering thinking
Clutched and strained
Endlessly clay refrained
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Mark me alive
Mark me alive the witness to the crime of silence.
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