My belle- poem
My belle is made up of art, that is, failures, shitty life’s growth… Continue Reading
Poetry
Poems and free verse
Wczorajsza zupa- wiersz
Kiedyś ugotuję zupę, wielką zupę.
Będzie wczorajsza zanim ją zacznę. Continue Reading
O zazdrości – wiersz
O zasdrości, daj mi żyć, opuść moje ciało Continue Reading
The other- poem
Where’s the other? Continue Reading
новейшая философия- стих
Я больше философии не разбираю,
Раз в чувствах ищут похотливость. Continue Reading
Loca-poem
Passionate as a misfired bullet, You aim at me but never hit, you have no target, but you lit the whole place on fire. Then you see through your own eyes, though there’s nothing else to see, this… Continue Reading
Windowsill- poem
When this is all over, and your eyes become nondescript blue, and your name something that started with some letter, I’ll still remember windowsill, call me weird. When your face is filled with generic features to make up for time… Continue Reading
The conquest- poem
First came Columbus, asking for Indians, “I don’t have any,” I said, “but would you like some Arawak instead?” and he just left, thanking me for the Indians. Then you came and baptized me with your name: Amerigo, you killed… Continue Reading
Joy -poem
You came irreverently, unannounced, asking me who the fuck I am, and I digged it so much that I made you mine stealthily, but simply, as an egg is broken, as the stars shine, though they’ve burned out. You came… Continue Reading
Ile za serce-wiersz
Lepszy wróbel w garnku niż gołąb na dachu, ale niech pozostaje na dachu, jeśli go lubisz. Ile dasz mi za serce na wyprzedaży? Ile aby kupić twoje w wygodnych ratach? Żałuje się nie tylko tego co nie zrobiony ale też… Continue Reading