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Monika May 2015
Slová,
ktoré sa ti snažím naznačiť
sú kameňmi mojej duše
ak zostanú skryté.

Ráno keď sa prebúdzam,
počujem klopot tvojich topánok
v zákutiach mojej ospalej mysle.

Za hlbokej noci
ma sprevádzaš, bezcieľne  
ruka v ruke brázdime ulice.

Slnko je vysoko.
Rovnako moja zblúdená myšlienka.
Hádaj na čo myslím!

(Si to ty a *** ty.)

Stratený vo vetre,
v prievane mojej mysle.
Prechádzajme sa spolu...
In case some of you are slovaks (which I highly doubt). I wrote this for my loved one...
Mateuš Conrad Jul 2024
brick
by brick
ghosts with
echoes
for brains:

3.5h talk
how must i:
advocate a counter
temptation:

an anti-temptation:

talk in haiku
get a real, haircut...
proper beard trim
Hey Reyla:
ugly papa bear is here
to see you scare you:
vaginas abrupt!

some fauna?
i'm still high
talking about vaginas
and life
i think and i think
and it just bothered me
how adept females are
to feminism but
so backward of Descartes...
not in some insolent critique
of purifying reason:
if man is accomplishing
the critique of pure reason
then it's the end result
of woman's purification of reason
to give: critique...
find yourself, young man, a woman:
for the seismic necessity of escaping the
schizoid parallelism of the Theusarus
Rex: bone dead X Thesaurus...
i thought i spelled that correctely
the first time round... no?

oh: AI ha ha... me autocorrected itself
i put on m'ah MUFFS
and i sank into an aquarium of:
finally! i can hear silence!
you think that i can't mold Reyla?
fine... i'll scare her...

      i'm still high from that 3.5h while
my mother paraded herself faking
all her ailments
seeing her son happy
Samoan: Bra...
burn them! the bras! burn them!

******* spokes: ******* Hornchurch:
whatever bus:
some American in poetics
to mind the minute details like
that's a pathway to eternity..
KURWA not KUŚWA:

different punctuation stress...
RWIJ! or rather: R'WIJ!

             R' = Я

ja mysle: wiec ja dodam...
i think: therefore i'll add.
i don't see how the already
established of thinking is far
removed from being...
thinking doesn't precipitate
into being...
there's: no: "magical thinking"...

   she's still on Descartes: i'm on Kant
and Heidegger
that's a perfect matching...
it's pickle-juice... harmony met...

i think is no proof
since it gets churned into abstract:
"i think" that becomes
in the existentialist coding: "i" and "think"
coefficients dueling
with the secondary abstraction:
i think of the abstract:
i am the abstraction...

  so this gay lover movement
is so *******... ordeal of the chains of taboo...
this gay pride movement is so low brow
it ought to be treated as a mustache...
******: i assume...
pre? pre out the window?!

you have a Cling-On spot of bother?
this girl gonna jack-***
her way into salvaging Rodeo and n blonde
and all that glass....

m'ah'ah god the Cartesian girls:
Lebanese yup slurp not sorry:
the Watermelons Levant Indiana Jones:
what lasting ordeal
am i to succumb to...    i ask i ask i ask...

on o chleb, panie: ito: ruszt!
daj znać!
moja skarga:
nie ich!
to wio!
ito!
      raz! dwa! trzy!
           harry harry sorrt sorry!

schnell s h nell! schnell!

when i was a child i was tasked
with a teacher to write a poem:
i wrote one: Eskimo stance....
about a beard
dying on a bear
in the Arctic...

then i wrote a paranoid poem:
in the gender exclusive
paranoia i to they become....

now i just write poems and forget
why i write to begin with...
children are cruel....
children: O: so wheel: the cruel:
like how th=hat affair at the beach:
dirt grass the
death head sputniks:\
not a pretty sun-dance kid:
but.... girls being girls...:
unlike boys...

chaos is simple:
order is rather difficult...
from the brothel to a child...
imagine my eyebrows:
in that variation of a trans-
-formation....                  )+                ++(
through these pangs of doubt and shame:
how else could i stomach my self
with the impeding reflex of myself
being stripped of governing labour of reason
to scuttle like a nhmmkiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii


do zrozumienie
nie
do
zabawiazania liczem
przeszych
is przez
to nigdy
w parku
samej na sam
i noca
ja krew tlo
i plynie plynnosc
i zapomniec oh tak
tak dla wydogy
tego ojczystego polskiego
z
wykrzyknikiem: i jem to od:
Odra
slyn i komfit
tego co trude-01-****-
PROSTA ****

to: ISKRA
nadaje sie zyc...
Rzeka: plyn: substancja
\orgia<

zmysly mylne:
i to tez trop
a ja mysle
ten kim kto
kot jazni
kto pyta...
a ten kto snem prowadzi
]i coto

i oco
ja
nie pytam rzecz
i owoc
tej basni w-ja
ten nie-ja
tym absolutnym dojsc
is dawac pojenie o
zro
i zum
i imeniem
sto razy to raz pierwszty ta tle
ubogodzin zykow
a przezbrygadzistow...

i sto lat zapuzno... nio nio...
i tylko Zyd
poza Zydem
i Polak z Polakiem
oko w oko
wzamian zza oko za oko..
za tym jedno On
Okiem gna...

to twarde i owszem
to jedno latwe
to drugie
trudne
i po nam przy na krzyz
a potem siekam
zorem i co to znam

a potem siekacz siekaniem
sie prze wal....
i miot...

and like R yes
yes i did forget ti eat
tio tea eat
to eat i forgot to eat
thinking about God
and my native tongue
and of the heritage of men
and this place lost
when talking to god...


in the shins and above
   a comma
below the E and an apostrophe above the Z...
WZZ
EZZIE
EASY
wow long overdue theft of turf
becoz bonzo literature
is like Dada and GOnzo....
Bonzo Literature... espcapism sold
and not told... of...

tym ja Polak tym ten ty
kto i ja nie,
tak pyta i gniew
i Pana Boga Laska...
ten kto of pamiec nad
mysl chce-pyta na zwolen...

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