Omiljena felerična igračka / Favourite broken toy
09 May 2010
I started writing this one on 13th July 2009 and it didn’t sound good. Going through my p..m abortions (I have more of those than an idiot woman would of real babies), I found it and suddenly, I had the energy to finish it.
Is it a Wrong Star p..m? I never had that on my mind when I was writing it, but I assume it could be, as it shows two faces of the same thing and the toy is broken. But as far as my initial intentions are concerned, it’s not. It’s more likely about things that drive people crazy because they have no consistency, make no sense, cannot be predicted, cannot be planned…
…yet, for whatever reason, the good still outweighs the bad.
Omiljena felerična igračka
Dosta mi je tebe i tvoje ličnosti,
pričaš li i njima o skrivenoj brutalnosti,
dođavola s tvojom lažnom sentimentalnošću…
…SUOČI SE SA STVARNOŠĆU!!!
Izvukla bih leteći ćilim ispod tebe,
maca bi da makne interpunkciju i da te ogrebe,
jer moja omiljena felerična igračka ti si,
za razliku od drugih, nit’ jesi, nit’ nisi.
Kad povučem kanap,
čuju se samo neka blebetanja.
Kad zavrnem ključić,
nikad ti ne znam pravac kretanja.
Ne mogu te čekićem,
pa da prestaneš.
Ne mogu da te duvam
dok ne pukneš.
Deluješ neuništivo,
zašto to?
Deluješ tako divno,
kako to!
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Favourite Broken Toy
Sick of you and your personality,
Little do they know you supress brutality,
To hell with your fake sentimentality…
…GO, FACE THE REALITY!!!
I’d pull the flying carpet from underneath you,
This kitty’d depunctionalise you, then scratch you,
Because you’re my favourite broken toy.
Unlike any other toy, you attract and annoy.
When I pull the string,
It’s always the same gibberish.
When I wind up the key,
You always take a different way.
I can’t hit you with a hammer
And make you stop.
I can’t blow you
And make you pop.
You seem indestructable,
Why, oh, why?
You seem so lovely,
My, oh, my!
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