A WOMAN WHO FLIES FOR THE FIRST TIME: / ŽENA KOJA LETI PRVI PUT:
My body temperature was too low,
I watched my skin peel off and fall off,
the carpets disappeared under the snow
The blades of my books, my pots and lids,
all in agreement to ignore me
Still, I used my unprotected muscles
to clear my way to the nearest plane,
sat down, ate a black pepper cookie, and said,
major tom, major tom, are you still up there?
Then I
felt that memories were dangerously accelerating,
and just when it seemed they would hit the wall,
they went out of their way, lost weight
In the air, I was waiting for the vehicle to touch the ground again,
just like the crow waiting for the car tires
to crush the walnut shell and disclose
its intact naked brain