Traka / Reel

! This post was written long ago. What you're reading is not necessarily how I feel about things in 2017. This blog was started by an 18-year-old in 2001. Please, keep that in mind before you freak out.

Traka

Klasični primer gde sve izbledi,
verovatno nisi to očekivala.
Klasičan primer gde moraš da izdahneš,
a ti nikad nisi,
ti nikad nisi pomislila da ću
nekako,
lagano,
bez mnogo truda,
mirno
odustati.

Šetam se u zoru,
oči su mi okrenute zapadu,
sunce mi dahće zavrat,
a nemi film
proleće kroz
taj rotoskop što sam.
Pitam se kako traka
nije do sad
spontano sagorela.

Idem ka drugačijem pašnjaku
da jedem cveće,
sa filmskom trakom kao povezom na očima,
jer se više ne bojim
da bi mogla da izbledi.

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Reel

A classic example of all gone pale.
Bet you never thought so.
A classic example of having to exhale.
And you never thought,
You never thought I would
Somehow,
Lightly,
Effortlessly,
Calmly
Let it go.

I walk in the morning,
my eyes facing west
and a silent film
flicking through
the rotoscope of me,
wondering how the tape
never suffered a
spontaneous combustion.

Towards a different pasture I go,
to eat flowers,
using my film reel as a blindfold,
because I am no longer afraid.
To watch it go pale.

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