Broejki do devet
Counting to nine
Suddenly
an earthquake
of electric shocks
shook
my death
and
when
my tongue
got a
bitter taste
I lightened
with
full battery
just
once again
like
a tom cat
in the hospital
dying
and
unloading
death
while
I was
counting
to nine.
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