Jungle Poem by Dagmara Anna AuraDagimar

in the thick jungle of associations and oblique
statements words. are tangling mental shortcuts are missing.

we like to dress up as birds, pieces
of newspaper gossip are best

we are trying to notice the cardboard sun
and polystyrene clouds, on pastel sky.

we are trying to answer why
not always we feel like laughing.

you are opening the umbrella, it's beginning
to rain colourful rain confetti. let it rain!

after the rain everything is different. even tears
of the plush dog, who casually squatted

forgotten, somewhere under the bush.
it is also tragicomic, like the man.