DIDASKALIJE

IZGORJEĆU ZA VAS

Obukla sam radi vas tunicu molestu
jer želite predstavu moga iščeznuća,
vatra istopiće djetinje bistre oči,
brazde moje biti u svjetlucavi prah,
uzavrjeti voluminozna krv do isparenja,
utihnuti žensko srce i tijelo,
dok veselo gledate užarenu haljinu
slavite još jednu uzaludnu pobjedu,
jer u završnici komada Mala fide
pogledom ispustićete zadah,
ostaćete bijedni u zloj samoći,
valjati u mješavini mulja i gara.

I WILL BURNOUT FOR YOU

I put on for you a tunica molesta
because you want a performance of my vanishing*
The fire would melt out youthful clear eyes,
creases of my essence, into shimmering powder
There would boil a voluminous blood till vaporise
and be silenced woman’s heart and body
As you cheerfully watch a blazing dress
you celebrate yet another futile victory
Because in the climax of the piece “Mala fide”
through your look, you will breath out the stench
Remain miserable in…

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