DETONATIONS
What constantly vibrates:
the tension between discipline and spontaneity.
Sometimes it explodes
and brings us closer to the edge, to denial, to a scream
as the death of Che Guevara
under the renewed caress of bullets.
After an abyss and blown legs
forms of nonviolent resistance remain
days of silence
a hunger strike
a devastated country
between mind and body.
Frozen gestures, lips, and faces
something like Jelena Topić
on the square in Prijedor or Banja Luka.
From torn clouds
above the swollen mammary glands
we glue feathers
and from it, we replant the forest
and circle around our insides
like around some ill stars.