Crno u vrećama

iza tvoga čamca umiru ptice

a ja i dalje najviše volim pisce

razgrnutih grudi do pogrešna dva tona

u srušenoj kući jedne večeri

one silaske do peći gdje gorjelo je znanje

spriječeno Sunce i ponos založenog lika

izmišljene smrti preuzeše moje

tamo, u kući gdje umiru ptice

skrenuo si radnju i sve frenetično diže

laži pripovjedača i znakove na zidu

u kući je staklo i kubizam iskapane krvi

tu, pored peći ispuštene riječi

bilo je nemarno i bilo je divlje

drhtavo od hlada nad krošnjama Hada

bilo je, pišče, crno u vrećama

iza tvoga čamca kad utopih srce

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