Walking with Satie

subota, 23.03.2019.


Nick Cave - Push the sky - KLIK KLIK



ljuljajući zasloni poskakuju
u očima plava svjetlost
nadražuje sinapse
i čini pamćenje poroznim
trusi se kao stiropor o zid
dječje ruke izgrebane
od igre
Tesa je rekla
da su se čuda događala
oduvijek
od-uvijek,
ali da je trebalo
proći toliko vremena
da ih prihvate
kao svoja
za njih su to bile običnosti
naslonjene o zidove
kao uspomene
koje je Lucien
ejakulirao
na slikarska platna
u nedostatku želje
za životom
a onda sve te seanse
i sva ta paljenja,
rituali čišćenja
u kojima podlaktice
smrde na kratere
zvijezda padalica
kako nešto tako lijepo
može ikome pokvariti dan?


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