Deviant thorns' appetites
I wondered which would miss me
when the collision came
of what is seen
somewhere in between
throw the words
of dreams that have passed
as a destructive spree
of bloodiness
who will filter pieces of some
so called me
in a fleshy mess
of acceptable and pestilent glee
with pricking knives
who have penetrated deeper
into gray psyche
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19th September 2012
at 2:45 am
refraction
of the container spectrum
I am haunted by refraction of life
lost on every side of the spectrum
suppressing pain (there is no other way in
the universe)
as an experiment I move my thoughts
over the tragedy of everyday alone
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2.23pm – 2.26pm
Sunday
20th August 2023
(somewhere in my hometown)
Self-Harming
Died body walking home
Hammering into an empty meadow
Grarage door in the snowscape of my own childhood -
Arrows of vulnerability
Nobody cares about the funerals
The days burned off for a dinner
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
2.58pm - 3.00pm
Sepember 11th 2023
Monday
/London/
Fission plus fusion equals a question mark
You are a symbolist with a sign
mystifying operas and operettas
sometimes also arias of unintelligible letters
you spit on the wall
symbol of the symbolist
allegorical metaphors and metamorphoses from earthworms
(sometimes leeches)
into something that can be called a butterfly
while you mention nobleman
rough skin
in some past darkness
from which it sizzles into mothballs
and spasms like empty intestines
without a nourishing philosophy to eat
and where will all this lead me?
that swaying in the wind
on the waves of virtual closeness
summons angels and deities
and sometimes supreme
under the slogan
deity not found - error
to clarify and explain
that supreme taste of astringency
that enters and circulates
it breathes behind the neck or under the marrow
bone masses when they harmonize
in a futuristic rhythm
which is too often like used toilet paper
it was thrown down the trough
water with excreta was withdrawn
and is there still a clean one?
symbolist in a foreign language you exist
in constructions that are difficult to understand can
while, it seems to me, you are trying
let me down the water too
paired with a new point
dark hair and slim body
I don't know if I want to
would this gray mass want
to connect through the server
with a new body
new unique bone marrow masses
who is faster? or who can last longer?
the question was asked but unnecessary
maybe it's a symbol or maybe it's not
another battle is being fought
and the flag with the meaning is not flying yet
symbol is required
somewhere underground without land
``prostitution and lies'' -
fate springs from the deck
if it is true or is it hiding somewhere else
like an unwritten rule
which has not even started to be valid
by the eruption of the beginning and the end
the meaning of the symbol is dear.
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
("strong and brave" - comment Valentina Petroj)
September 11th 2012
Conquering
freedom
I wrote to Assange, but no, I didn’t post it
out loud
No announcements
Freedom is raped
And I didn’t get the likes
Because, to say openly that you disagree
with public
lynching
under the pretext
of
fighting for human rights
You’ll get epithets like “unsung cattle”
(literal translation from Serbian)
Or an
invitation addressed to you,
to the gallows,
that “misogynous male pig”
Hashtag
stayed hidden from the public
I wrote a
letter to a person in the cell:
Person number A9379AY
–
That’s man’s number!
The
number of body and mind
The
number of soul
It is the
number of imprisoned wings
in an attempt to
fly
No, I
didn’t announce it out loud
Auschwitz-democracy
is very alive
I’ve sent
registered letter of support:
Always for wings!
Always for freedom!
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1.28 pm –
1.37 pm
31st
December 2021
Friday
(North-West
London)
Migrant
worker in his everyday
I got up and fell asleep again
morning spider was already in its hiding
place
terrible migraine attack from the right
nausea, pink and baby-blue stripes on the
left
a mission paper for reducing suicide rate in
men
of under 45
some sort of turquoise shade with capital
letters –
TOTAL LEGEND
with some golden
surrounding shade
the loss of every life is the passing of
another me
flowing through my veins
reaching the tips
youth is slipping away into so-called wages
when actually it is not enough for a landlord
his book-keeper named Joy
sending harassing messages
Joy – very amusing name for someone who's
working
with money
sucking every penny from universal credit
receiver
nearly
eviction –
she said last month
while I already don't have enough food in the
fridge
>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
ended around 10.50 am
2nd October 2021
Saturday
Priča o djevojci koju su usput napustile sve prijateljice i prijatelji
Šušti lišće.
Šapat mogućih drama.
Eho raste.
Kao šampon za odrasle sa
ukusom banane.
Niko nije čuo Zvezdanu kako
izgovara “budi dobro”.
Uvjeravam sebe jer
znam da ona i dalje postoji u dubini
svojih
nebo-plavih očiju.
Odatle izlaze
rečenice.
Svi nedorečeni
razgovori postaju dorečeni.
Ja je čujem.
Vidim je.
I svi neboderi i sve
sivo i crno iz prošlih septičkih jama.
Vidim djevojčicu,
vidim djevojku koju poznajem odavno.
Vidim djetinjstvo.
Neukrotivi dah
mogućnosti.
Grizem usne.
Nema nikakvih granica.
Kao jutarnja magla
ispod sivih londonskih oblaka.
I ta
djevojčica/djevojka koja i dalje živi u dubini punog mjeseca.
U otvorenoj šutnji pokretanja
vratova živih koji je poznaju;
koji se udaljavaju, vezujući
svoja tijela celuloidnom vrpcom ‘drugarstva’.
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17.55 h – 18.10h
01. 10. 2023.
nedjelja
/Stockley Golf-Court/
Hazardous material
Virus type alpha, beta, gamma, delta, epsilon
perhaps theta vaccine doses first, second, third, tenth
locked, socially distanced
pushed into the dead man's sweat from the next room
people do not wash their hands after a small urination
have full trash cans:
forced masks in the service of toiling for misery
blackmailed for injecting pharmacoconcentrates in the service of profit –
trying not to scream
wake me when it’s over
it’s killing you for sure
wake me when it’s over
I have a spider in the corner of the window
he greets me
we look at each other
above worlds and buds
above the room leaves
"you have to wear a face covering
over the nose and mouth of all times,
unless you are exempt " –
those deep pockets
which put you like a screw in machinery
money production
they say healthy – you will die if you inhale the freshness of the air
unless you are exempt
they say oppress yourself – pay your own captivity for 14 days
unless you are exempt
they say punish yourself, exploit yourself
unless you are exempt –
trying to exist
it hasn’t killed you, yet
it’s eating you like cancer
it’s killing you for sure
On wheels the muscles twitch on the floor
an hour in the morning
joint pain:
but they cannot kill my spirit
but you cannot take my spirit –
watch the rain drop
entrapped inside a dream
wake me when it’s over.
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11.20 pm completed & 07.10 am edited
11/17/2021 & 11/18/2021
Wednesday - Thursday
(West London)
[Italic – The Cranberries “Wake Me When It’s Over”]
