Remembering
through the window

of a familiar house

pressed to the glass

I watch candles trying

to warm a young woman

dobermans are sitting around her

playing violins

raven in its festive suit

standing by the woman’s legs

saying something

white butterflies are sliding

on a satin dress against her stomach

a ship covering the moon with a foreign flag

the wind bets its life

that no bone will avoid it tonight

naked fairies

appearing from candles

dancing feverishly

I’m trying to remember

who the woman was

when I last saw her

why is she lying like this

then there you are

entering the room

the fire tries to jump out of the fireplace

dobermans throwing the violins

(as if their muzzles were

lathered with shaving foam––

like fish out of water)

take a step towards you and stand

looking at the girl

and turn to wax figures

the raven is piously moving away in a corner

butterflies change colour to red

and lose control of their skates

you glue your lips to the woman’s forehead

fixing her strands of hair

with your trembling fingers

you take out red butterflies

that were hidden under your shirt

and show them to her

but she stays calm

huh! holding your hair with your hands

you spin around and around

until you turn into

a big pair of eyes

suddenly

I remember everything


Sećanje
kroz prozor

jedne meni odnekud poznate kuće

prilepljena uz staklo

posmatram kako sveće pokušavaju

da ugreju neku devojku

dobermani sede oko nje i sviraju violine

gavran u svom svečanom odelu

stoji kraj devojčinih nogu i nešto govori

beli leptiri klizaju se

po satenskoj haljini na njenom stomaku

brod sa stranom zastavom prekriva mesec

vetar se kladi u svoj život

da ga nijedna kost noćas neće izbeći

iz sveća izlaze gole vile

i igraju grozničavo

trudim se da se setim koja je to devojka

kad sam je poslednji put videla

zašto tako leži

tek eto vidim tebe

ulaziš u sobu

vatra želi da iskoči iz ognjišta

dobermani bacaju violine

(kao prekrivene penom za brijanje

njihove njuške liče na ribe na suvom)

prave korak ka tebi i staju

bacaju pogled na devojku

i pretvaraju se u voštane figure

gavran se pobožno udaljava u jedan ugao

leptiri menjaju boju u crvenu

i gube kontrolu nad klizaljkama

lepiš usne na čelo devojke

nameštaš njene pramenove

drhtavim prstima

vadiš crvene leptire

sakrivene ispod svoje košulje

i pokazuješ ih devojci

ali ona ostaje mirna

hvataš se rukama za kosu

i okrećeš oko sebe

sve dok ne postaneš

veliki par očiju

Iznenada

setim se svega