Phraseologisms keep turning in my head
like KIA motors in Slova-KIA,
accelerated with a Korean tempo (Northern or Southern?!)
which can even change from Active into Passive,
though thus it has nothing in common
with the verbal forms in Mistrik’s grammar,
but it works by inertia, un-linguistically,
it moves by intuition,
and stops at a carwash,
in Purgatory.
What follows is solving puzzles –
a family pack offered at a discount
at the supermarket with a hyper-prefix,
a Czech product adjusted to foreign conditions too
and flexible for neighborly methods,
for transport, for consumption,
suitable for summit gifts,
with unlimited duration,
without an expiry date,
vacuumed
Tomorrow we must go bowling, darling!,
to try our luck
in the knocking down of pins,
perhaps we’ll find yet another proof
that “the red” 60s are epitomized
in “the golden” literary 80s, and the rest
up until today,
remains to the Concretists.
For how much longer is my personal experience (the body in the spirit!)
going to iron my shirts
and clothes for walking across the meridians?