jackie left on a cold dark night

October 22, 2008 | Words

one o’clock in the morning. i cannot sleep. i’m not even tired. i took all the books out of my shelf and right now i’m in the middle of process in putting them all back in order by colour. it looks really nice. when i’m finished i will probably take a photo of it. i will do the same with dvds. i’m crazy, right? i like the mess in my room now.

i have nothing much to write tonight. i’ve been writing poetry lately. words are missing.

jackie

ostavila sam ključeve
zaboravila
riječi
i slova
moram ići
kući pa opet
izpočetka

možda budem znala
kad je vrijeme
za odlazak
i neću zaboraviti
tvoj rođendan
ali

Å¡est ujutro
a ja
perem suđe
jer nemam
više cigareta

*

equus

you were there
i saw you
and then

where have you gone
i can’t
go
on
anymore
only one left surviving

i think
i sleep
and still
it does
not feel
the same

like when we were
young

*

mořská tráva

hlasitost mých
vlastních
myšlenek mě
nenechává spát
utápím se v
iluzích
hledám

hledáš
hledáš

bílé mléko na
podlaze
červené jahody
mořská tráva
plavu
ale už nemůžu
necítím své vlastní plíce
dusím se v bělotě
a hledám

soon enough there will be one in italian and mandarin.