Potisnuta Bol Poem by Loreta Muskardin
Potisnuta Bol
Jedno je srce danas htijelo
pobjeci.
Udaralo u pluca,
guralo rebra,
lupalo po ledjima,
nadimalo grudi,
svadj|alo se,
zalilo,
grlo grudama ga|alo,
protestiralo,
rukama i nogama se
otimalo,
inatilo se,
branilo,
u oci
slane kapljice nasulo,
grcevito vuklo i
citavo tijelo izguzvalo,
boljelo
boljelo
izletjeti je htijelo
pa se onda smirilo i
pomirilo i
ipak
unutra ostalo.
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4/19/2024 12:51:57 AM # 1.0.0.1119
...savršeno...opisala si pravu iskonsku, metafizič ku bol, koja ima svoj život u, nama...