Erased Spaces

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Erased Spaces

Autobiography
Each Morning
Forest Strawberries
Loss of Freedom
In Need of a Home
Between Two Evils
Forgotten: The Poetics of Remembrance
Understanding and Faith

What if life has been handed to you
So that you get to choose between two evils
And you always choose
The worse of the two?

What if the alchemy proves successful
In making
Something out of Nothing
Branding being incorporated?

We can see clearly how One
Is split in half, an odd pairing thus created
And the half stands far removed from his midst
Then come the taboos
The secret yearnings
The mania
The new reason to relocate
Empty wants, utopia of dreams
Melting away in the consciousness
As lumps of sherbet
What a sweet death!

For a bit of morphine
Anesthesia
While they cut open
Your home-land
In the flesh
Who knows how many times before
This time, at home
The violent mind holds the scalpel
Blinded by the blistering
Light
By himself, dear God
Vanity is a trap
Overcome it
Leave before the final act
Of the Macedonian
Melodrama
Change the genre
Do something!

A whole belongs to the past
The part is invisible to the naked eye
You can see only on the inside, an unusual
Transition from the once into the now
The future is getting smaller by the minute
And, it’s gone.
Away, let it be gone!

2018-08-21T17:22:52+00:00 March 1st, 2011|Categories: Poetry, Blesok no. 76|0 Comments