Miloš Lindro
Let’s get into the words,
into foreign words
because we don’t have our own,
because even ownership
is just a word,
a word remote and mute
which cannot either have
or possess itself,
the word the cheeky appearance
which reaches out to cubic words,
some of them deaf and faceless
but pleasant enough to look at
with a clear conscience beyond the threat
before which one retreats;
maybe safety represents us
but escape is necessary
until ability becomes
one terrifying occupation:
the cause will be lost,
the objective will rock,
but the ability will remain
unstoppable to the end.

Photo by Jad Limcaco on Unsplash

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