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SKY BLUE CHINA



Paint me on china
it’ll be easier
to break me
smashing things is tiring.
Scattered into a thousand pieces...
a comic picture of irony.
Professionally made false teeth
fly overhead.
The Walkman deafens irony,
rubs out the world of stupidity
that you defend.
My eyes wander over the china
as over oil,
you stare at them from your stupid world.
Don’t touch my eyes!
They’re no longer sky-blue.
I can’t see what they are anymore.


EVAPORATION



Tired virgins
drag themselves helplessly
rubbing
their organs
against the pavement
leaving
slimy traces
of dissatisfaction.

The roofs of urban madness
weep daily
seeking redemption,
the unknown
unacknowledged

God
or
Devil.


DAWN



They made a shadow of me
the shadow of a future
disturbed
creature
they bestowed words,
imagined,
empty,
so they would ring
in the ears
they threw out
the fruits of imagination
from the rotten innards –
let it wander
like a shadow
of a future.


LIKE A GUEST



I play
next to an empty beer can
my stomach clenches
under the weight
the souls of the lonely
experience
in extended form
the blessed waves of light
through the room a parade
of the unknown
the un-experienced
emptiness
in the hands
a temporary warming
of winter
ignoring the world
outside
myself
I invite myself
to visit.


SALVATION



On creepy
winter nights
when heads fall
instead of snow
when spectral lights
fill the room
and candle light goes out
don't open the door
swallow the key
so you can't go out
anymore


WINGS



By the candle flame
Katja undoes her braid
Surrounding with shadow
the sleeping child,
who dreams
that he too is undoing a braid.

The child dreams.

He dreams that he walks
along the edge of the abyss
That he flies along a path of snow clouds
delicate
as the body of the girl
he met leaning to see
through the keyhole.


Clouds have breasts,
frisky braids
bellybutton
and nimby knees
they drown
in one burning glance.

The child dreams.


DROP OF PLEASURE



A king loved a lady
in the days with no end
roads
air-free
were winding
when no one was looking
dragging
the dusty footways
which are praying
for a drop of rain.
The night fell
covered
with silent light
as an omen
of silk baldachins
decorated
with wings of butterflies.


Imprint

Text: Copyright @ by Vesna Dencic
Publication Date: 02-02-2009

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
Cover: "Golden angel" by Suzana Dancks

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