Only war can create a surgeon
September 25, 2024
Kad nemas veru u boga
Kad ne verujes u zivot
Kada je ruza, je ruza, ja samo ruza,
sta ti je ostalo?
Kad zamijenis danas za sutra
Kada se golubovi ugoje
Kad ti popucaju svi nokti
Odakle skacu ronioci samoubice?
Kada ste spljosteni
Kada je jedna minuta kratka
Kada je za rat potrebno pet generacija da umre
Gde ce se deca igrati?
Kada se izgobori poslednja rec
i poslednji zuuk se nastavlija
hoce li osoba koja to cuje
biti isti kao onaj prije njega?
Kad ne verujes u zivot
Kada je ruza, je ruza, ja samo ruza,
sta ti je ostalo?
Kad zamijenis danas za sutra
Kada se golubovi ugoje
Kad ti popucaju svi nokti
Odakle skacu ronioci samoubice?
Kada ste spljosteni
Kada je jedna minuta kratka
Kada je za rat potrebno pet generacija da umre
Gde ce se deca igrati?
Kada se izgobori poslednja rec
i poslednji zuuk se nastavlija
hoce li osoba koja to cuje
biti isti kao onaj prije njega?
No Smoking
September 21, 2024
Let it be known
I didn't want to lead
I didn't want the woman
I didn't want the green gods
I didn't want the poverty
I didn't want the nature
I didn't want the the inner ring
I didn't want the distance
I didn't want the books
I didn't want the laws
I didn't want the boredom
I didn't want the alarms
I didn't want the prayer
I wanted desire
that will never pass to me
to enjoy the lack,
to open a gift
and for a brief moment
hold my breath.
For good to be enough.
I didn't want to lead
I didn't want the woman
I didn't want the green gods
I didn't want the poverty
I didn't want the nature
I didn't want the the inner ring
I didn't want the distance
I didn't want the books
I didn't want the laws
I didn't want the boredom
I didn't want the alarms
I didn't want the prayer
I wanted desire
that will never pass to me
to enjoy the lack,
to open a gift
and for a brief moment
hold my breath.
For good to be enough.
The Impossibility of Love
September 4, 2024
By the third
I was well aware
the fear had come
I stood right there
It took a bit
then it took alot
nothing changed
others forgot
The next one came
I was well aware
I thought I knew
but wouldn't dare
It took alot
then it took some more
I got real good
I kept score.
I was well aware
the fear had come
I stood right there
It took a bit
then it took alot
nothing changed
others forgot
The next one came
I was well aware
I thought I knew
but wouldn't dare
It took alot
then it took some more
I got real good
I kept score.
MELATONIN
September 1, 2024
If I could go back to that time
alarmed by alarms not my own
since always you rose so soon
to twice the luck before noon
and in my half baked head
I'd wave you to the bed
and whipser true to ear
that in years I won't be here
and you'd stroke my naked back
till I'm silent just like that
then the night would come through
and you'd know "thank you"
alarmed by alarms not my own
since always you rose so soon
to twice the luck before noon
and in my half baked head
I'd wave you to the bed
and whipser true to ear
that in years I won't be here
and you'd stroke my naked back
till I'm silent just like that
then the night would come through
and you'd know "thank you"
Hurry Slowly, Slowly Hurry
August 18, 2024
Hurry slowly
Drink soberly
Give greedily
Hate lovingly
Lie Honestly
Speak silently
Fast fully
Slowly hurry
Die willingly
Hardly try.
Love,
no matter.
Drink soberly
Give greedily
Hate lovingly
Lie Honestly
Speak silently
Fast fully
Slowly hurry
Die willingly
Hardly try.
Love,
no matter.
Sarajevo
July 20, 2024
I met the last woman I didn't know
and walked past evening prayer looking in
passing families of four and five
sitting in their simple nests
picking up the crying ones
swaddling their tiny toes.
I met all the families
I met my begging grandmothers
I met the city split in two
I met the silence in my life.
Enough has been written
of Sarajevo and her loss
while another woman passes by
that I don't know
and walked past evening prayer looking in
passing families of four and five
sitting in their simple nests
picking up the crying ones
swaddling their tiny toes.
I met all the families
I met my begging grandmothers
I met the city split in two
I met the silence in my life.
Enough has been written
of Sarajevo and her loss
while another woman passes by
that I don't know
Some Questions
May 4, 2024
We didn't dream together yesterday
from fewer things between us now
what teaching can we say, we say
smile at this breaking brow.
Have the wrong turned up again
plated here before us now
starting with what could have been?
smile at this breaking brow.
The mines have fallen on today
come together now
now they have a cause we say
to smile at this breaking brow.
So what do we tell the children
in the years which are to come?
Who comforts us as we are now
who smiles at our breaking brow.
from fewer things between us now
what teaching can we say, we say
smile at this breaking brow.
Have the wrong turned up again
plated here before us now
starting with what could have been?
smile at this breaking brow.
The mines have fallen on today
come together now
now they have a cause we say
to smile at this breaking brow.
So what do we tell the children
in the years which are to come?
Who comforts us as we are now
who smiles at our breaking brow.
Magnolia
February 28, 2024
The thing I wanted from you,
the thing you did not have
to give
was much less than that
for me.
What I wanted was weakness,
to see magnolia
without her coat of arms.
the thing you did not have
to give
was much less than that
for me.
What I wanted was weakness,
to see magnolia
without her coat of arms.
The Birds
December 21, 2024
Aristophanes on his rock
looking for another
didn't know two stones
grind and split
sometimes fit each other.
And when you go off
to Ithaca to find
maybe your shape
melds with mine.
looking for another
didn't know two stones
grind and split
sometimes fit each other.
And when you go off
to Ithaca to find
maybe your shape
melds with mine.
Bailar conmigo
October 30, 2023
Where were you if not here
I stood outside in wait,
the women danced I hear
while men peered through the gate
Sat atop a column
with lust I was embalmed
I had for you a palm
for half a Spanish song
Where were you if not here
to know that I am late
for you, I wait, my dear
my back towards the gate
The song is nearly over
the chairs all turned around
the winter of my October
nowhere to be found.
I stood outside in wait,
the women danced I hear
while men peered through the gate
Sat atop a column
with lust I was embalmed
I had for you a palm
for half a Spanish song
Where were you if not here
to know that I am late
for you, I wait, my dear
my back towards the gate
The song is nearly over
the chairs all turned around
the winter of my October
nowhere to be found.
No tengo
October 25th, 2023
I don't need your friendship,
I don't want it
when I walk into my oblivion
or the mundane
I'd like to know
that someone pulled at my sleeve
who wasn't bound to me,
that someone stayed for a moment
after the curtain closed
to hear the band.
I don't want it
when I walk into my oblivion
or the mundane
I'd like to know
that someone pulled at my sleeve
who wasn't bound to me,
that someone stayed for a moment
after the curtain closed
to hear the band.
My people
October 25th, 2023
My people have no colour
only laughs of nothing joy
an orchestra of footsteps
toward the shining void
He is my brother
and he is my son,
he is my father
everyone and none
Oozing out the day
little else will come to pass
below the simple surface
we are a single mass
Not one of you will be
something other than a you
but I hold a space open
for us to enjoy the view
My people have no color
they are but the cracks
of windows in a home
which knows I won't be back.
only laughs of nothing joy
an orchestra of footsteps
toward the shining void
He is my brother
and he is my son,
he is my father
everyone and none
Oozing out the day
little else will come to pass
below the simple surface
we are a single mass
Not one of you will be
something other than a you
but I hold a space open
for us to enjoy the view
My people have no color
they are but the cracks
of windows in a home
which knows I won't be back.
Ego
October 17th, 2023
You probably know me
if you know me at all,
born of diffidence,
cajoling fallen stars,
who poses the question,
and answers the cigar,
my presence is a present,
the beggars call me czar,
Burtus left his dagger
in the backseat of my car.
You probably know me,
if you know me at all,
I am the vapid noise,
the legend and the fall.
You probably know me
better than I.
if you know me at all,
born of diffidence,
cajoling fallen stars,
who poses the question,
and answers the cigar,
my presence is a present,
the beggars call me czar,
Burtus left his dagger
in the backseat of my car.
You probably know me,
if you know me at all,
I am the vapid noise,
the legend and the fall.
You probably know me
better than I.
All, all my horses I will give you
August 15th, 2023
This sunset is not mine to have
but if no one lays claim,
I assert it mine to give.
My sunset I give to you.
And I will look on to that glimmer
which ripples the concrete jungle whole,
blades of grass may part my fingers
but I refuse the teller,
who tells the end, untold.
My river is my river,
every cigarette a scroll.
but if no one lays claim,
I assert it mine to give.
My sunset I give to you.
And I will look on to that glimmer
which ripples the concrete jungle whole,
blades of grass may part my fingers
but I refuse the teller,
who tells the end, untold.
My river is my river,
every cigarette a scroll.
Nostaliga
August 6th, 2023
You had a purpose.
I was going
just to come back.
I've seen things,
you know?
But my socks still don't work.
so I am coming
to stop the trumpet player.
Oh to be missed,
I might never come back
if I ever do leave.
I was going
just to come back.
I've seen things,
you know?
But my socks still don't work.
so I am coming
to stop the trumpet player.
Oh to be missed,
I might never come back
if I ever do leave.
Scientific Progress
April 30th, 2023
Scientists say,
a huge meteor is coming
but they don't know when.
It'll kill us all.
Everything will burn,
and you will burn,
and missed calls will burn.
Here we all are,
and the meteor is coming.
Remember that,
it'll kill us all.
The meteor is comming,
and they don't know
why.
a huge meteor is coming
but they don't know when.
It'll kill us all.
Everything will burn,
and you will burn,
and missed calls will burn.
Here we all are,
and the meteor is coming.
Remember that,
it'll kill us all.
The meteor is comming,
and they don't know
why.
Homo Ludens
February 12th, 2023
As children play
as dogs play,
there is something missing from today.
We used to cross our hearts until we die
children chasing butterflies
three leaf clovers between our toes
hallway game no one knows
swinging arms and puddles of mud
kissing, without thinking too much
green army men around the corner
pretending to be big toy soldiers
we tell our secrets without a whisper
you know the rules, don't you, mister?
the oldest skeletons know the same
that all of this is games we play.
There is something missing from today.
as dogs play,
there is something missing from today.
We used to cross our hearts until we die
children chasing butterflies
three leaf clovers between our toes
hallway game no one knows
swinging arms and puddles of mud
kissing, without thinking too much
green army men around the corner
pretending to be big toy soldiers
we tell our secrets without a whisper
you know the rules, don't you, mister?
the oldest skeletons know the same
that all of this is games we play.
There is something missing from today.
Baby I Got Your Money
January 12th, 2023
From distant bars to this
I've come quite a way,
a single thought to throw up
and waste all those dollars
for conversations with dullards
contemplations of hookers.
Essays of backspaces
would read like tragedies
for what sits on my shoulders
when what I need is strippers
perched atop my cock
to forget this and on to that,
all it takes
is dollars
I've come quite a way,
a single thought to throw up
and waste all those dollars
for conversations with dullards
contemplations of hookers.
Essays of backspaces
would read like tragedies
for what sits on my shoulders
when what I need is strippers
perched atop my cock
to forget this and on to that,
all it takes
is dollars
Immigrant
February 23th, 2022
I am not beautiful,
no god made me of clay
and Hades does not offer
his pomegranades to me.
What of it all, am I to make
when advantage atop advantage
curls itself before the surface.
I am not beautiful.
There are other games to play
or take my act before the circus,
only in secret should I wonder
if biological blunder
maimed every man the same.
And I sit atop the Slavic throne
my nose a bridge
from stone to home.
I've said the secret
to lose its weight.
I am not beautiful,
bless my fate.
no god made me of clay
and Hades does not offer
his pomegranades to me.
What of it all, am I to make
when advantage atop advantage
curls itself before the surface.
I am not beautiful.
There are other games to play
or take my act before the circus,
only in secret should I wonder
if biological blunder
maimed every man the same.
And I sit atop the Slavic throne
my nose a bridge
from stone to home.
I've said the secret
to lose its weight.
I am not beautiful,
bless my fate.
Crushed by Feet
January 12th, 2022
When I die
I hope the world
splits in two
and every heart
that kept me,
there a hole should be.
I hope street urchins,
light cigarettes
and roll the dice once more.
I hope the papers
report sunny days
and crime
on the boulevard.
I hope every worm
displaced by tempests
is crushed by feet
too busy to look.
I hope,
I awake,
the immolated monk.
And I hope,
of no gods,
of no plans,
only bodies,
massive bodies,
flailing about
the same way
it all began.
I hope the world
splits in two
and every heart
that kept me,
there a hole should be.
I hope street urchins,
light cigarettes
and roll the dice once more.
I hope the papers
report sunny days
and crime
on the boulevard.
I hope every worm
displaced by tempests
is crushed by feet
too busy to look.
I hope,
I awake,
the immolated monk.
And I hope,
of no gods,
of no plans,
only bodies,
massive bodies,
flailing about
the same way
it all began.
A Childrens Story
January 5th, 2022
When I was born
a little red thread
cast out my heart
and five fibre fingers
reached out.
I didn't know it
but the thread it did grow
I couldn't tell you
what it thought
of this thread,
reason knew not.
But when I was less
I had an idea
that the thread
wound round around my heart
out there was fear.
Until one day
little red
found a thread in another
and twirled itself
into a knot,
from frayed fibres,
red became a mother.
Friends and fathers,
strangers and brothers,
so many lines
that a little red thread
discovered.
And from many fibres
its lover grew scars,
only in the city
you can't see the stars.
So when it was cut,
you can't blame it at all
that round around my heart
little red did fall.
It's been some time
and I'm sure I know.
Little red thread,
where did you go?
a little red thread
cast out my heart
and five fibre fingers
reached out.
I didn't know it
but the thread it did grow
I couldn't tell you
what it thought
of this thread,
reason knew not.
But when I was less
I had an idea
that the thread
wound round around my heart
out there was fear.
Until one day
little red
found a thread in another
and twirled itself
into a knot,
from frayed fibres,
red became a mother.
Friends and fathers,
strangers and brothers,
so many lines
that a little red thread
discovered.
And from many fibres
its lover grew scars,
only in the city
you can't see the stars.
So when it was cut,
you can't blame it at all
that round around my heart
little red did fall.
It's been some time
and I'm sure I know.
Little red thread,
where did you go?
Before the word
December 13th, 2018
No flower so fare has nature found
that by love, and love alone it bound
and had I not seen it with my own eyes
I would cast the rumor for a lie.
Now I watch her, see her soul!
My rose, my rose, my rose.
that by love, and love alone it bound
and had I not seen it with my own eyes
I would cast the rumor for a lie.
Now I watch her, see her soul!
My rose, my rose, my rose.
