Erotic Confessions Poem by Dragan Radovancevic

CONFESSIONS
(Woman's point of view)


I am pure. The world is dirty.
That's why I stay on the fence.
When I do enter, I go for the center—
SOMEONE ELSE's center.

I lance boils.
I drain caverns.
In short: I have a cup of coffee.

I have gained wisdom,
but I haven't reached my goal.
That's why I give my wisdom to others with a slap.

I've had two children...
and immediately removed every trace.
The consequences are still there,
only the cause is gone.
(Who would have thought
I used to scream for MORE!)

I watch science programs and proudly declare:
I am not a part of the Universe.

P.S.
I don't believe in poetry,
But it's nice how, with it,
One has something to make fun of.




(Man's point of view)


I am white, Christian,
male, straight.

I don't have to be pure,
But there is no way for them to smear my name.

Those who do not fear me,
Can ask the flies for their testimony
Of my manhood.

I move in packs and in herds
'For where two or three gather in my name,
there am I with them'.
and where two hundred of us gather,
then Ronaldinho is with us.

Together we chase flies and balls,
As biology and prejudice are on our side.

We don't want what's not ours, and won't give away our ulcers.
We share our morals,
We accept the curses and pass them on.

I believe in the One True God
And I haven't got a clue
What's the difference between him and rape.
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Translated from Serbian by Vesna Stamenkovic