Plato
Who built in Plato into contemporary caves?
Ko je ugradio Platona u savremene pecine?
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Contemporary knowledge
Contemporary knowledge is perfectly categorized in drawers.
Savremeno znanje je savrseno kategorizovano u ladicama.
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Interpretations-Tumač enja
Are terrible burden of contemporary thinking language stuck states of mind.
su užasan teret savremenog mišljenja stanja uma zaglavljena u jeziku.
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Finger tips fever
a testimony speed
and a light survivor
in the caves of soul
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Look at the hands striking the clock
You time has emerged
A young dawn like grass of midnight
Blood born in veins through the poppy pain
Will bloom like the roses in your garden
Those roses for which you know
Are hearts transplanted of a moment choked
They open up to you in a smile
They leaf alike call your hands into the growth
And you by the window
You who hasn’t lost the hearts as yes
You cry into the night
With the time cracking from behind a built in panes
Towards you
Why
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Highly Civilized People
seem not to know
that caves have no door
the sad fact of having none to invent
breaks them easily at the axis of the fear
of an entrance
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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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Men/Muskarci
Men are like mine field I get killed each time.
Muskarci su kao minsko polje svaki put poginem.
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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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Pollyteaparty
When Polly puts the wrong kettles on
All guests are easily dead and gone.
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Sing/Pjevaj
Sing life to your restlessness.
Pjevaj zivot svom nemiru.
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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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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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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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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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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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Good Teachers Bad
Some teachers regret the day when they taught their students to read and write
I wonder about mine.
Neki uč itelji zažale dan kad su svoje djake nauč ili da č itaju i pišu. Pitam se za svog.
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