THE MAID WHO EARNED HER DEGREE IN THOMAS HOBBES / SOBARICA KOJA JE DIPLOMIRALA NA THOMASU HOBBESU:
I’ve been looking for my place all morning
and now, when the noon sat on the forehead as a sweaty arse
and the bathers are desperately seeking air at the flying vendors,
two men and two women come with two plus two children
threatening to take away that little distance I’ve won
from the towels resembling the sheets waiting for us
The square of the air that belongs to me as a beach given right
is being pumped into mattresses, rollers, cushions,
into shoulders, arms, tits under the American flag
into the shoulders that spread, thighs and into Our Lady on the biceps
swelling off like an old alcoholic
desiring more and more intoxicating worship
Tanned and shiny, my skin expresses them
just like white background expresses text:
I am replaceable and yet necessary
if the words want to be important
Sun sun, damage me