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My Last Words/​Moje reči na samrti

Par |2018-10-23T20:29:11+00:00 24 juillet 2012|Catégories : Blog|

 

Maybe
the end
real­ly is nigh.
In February
+ 18˚C
above me
a huge white
cloud
in the shape of a rabbit’s head
I call it
Big Heff
Last night
gets back at me
with these alco­hol-indu­ced ter­rors
the only thing I want to think about
is
Jenna’s
clit pier­cing
in the new movie
pro­du­ced by the Wicked.
California
you great big crypt
on the other side of
the world,
right now the night
holds you in its arms
and
Jenna Jameson is
asleep.

 

 

Moje reči na samr­ti

 

Možda je
kraj
uis­ti­nu bli­zu.

U februa­ru
+ 18˚C
iznad mene
ogrom­ni beli
oblak
u obli­ku zečje glave
zovem ga
veli­ki Hef

proš­la noć
mi se sve­ti
alko­hol­nim koš­ma­rom
jedi­no o čemu želim da raz­mišl­jam
je
Dženin
klit pirs
u novom fil­mu
zle pro­duk­cije.

Kalifornijo
veli­ka grob­nice
na suprot­nom kra­ju
sve­ta
sada te grli
noć
i
Džena Džejmson
spa­va.
 

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