Flip a Battery

Flip a Battery
Flip a battery.
Back to back,
Here we are sitting
Never looking at each other’s eyes.
I will poison every garden you curate for me
That is what happens when you flip a battery.
You will step on any given flower I nurse for you,
Because the colours sting and they’re not real.
Not all the things return to sender,
But when Read on

ete one

That one had not been a year for life,
It had been a year eaten by letscallitA,
No dreams, no reality, nothing in between,
The time was plenty, but everything was still.
That had been a year for crawling and dying.
Showing a blank face, and nothing else inside,
And some things are best forever forgotten.
Even when I am slowly awakening,
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The Traditional End-of-Year Survey, Year 16

1. What did you do in 2017 that you’d never done before?
Nothing worth mentioning.
Oh, wait. I started using emoji, though I swore that I never would.
2. Did you keep your New Year’s Resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
No, see March 01st. I wanted to have steady work all year long and go Read on

Had You // Imala sam te

I actually wrote one thing during the worst month of my entire life. I am leaving it the way it is, without punctuation, fixes etc. It perfectly illustrates my state of mind back then.

Release // Oslobađanje

A poem of sheer hopelessness from back in May. I have some May-July material, but none of it is good and neither is this.

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