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Disassociation (A Humble Homage To Tomaž Šalamun) by Mitja Lovše

Mitja Lovše | Aug 14th, 2021 | poetry | No Comments

Poem

I followed my shadow into the police,
where they asked me to think of the things
one can find within the guilt trips.

Sadly, I provided them with no recourse,
so they checked for the stop they all wait for –
when the lurking God visits them yet again.

They left me at their excuse for a station,
they let me snoop around like a stray rabid cat,
while The Fever We Love played on the radio.

‘I’m not really here, I’m not really sure, how?’
the voice implored thanks to the decoy walls
that suddenly crumbled around me.

The construct stilled the room into the expanse,
which widened the theory for the time being.

Poet Bio

Mitja Lovše is a writer, a performer and a director from Slovenia. He works within the fields of theatre, film, television and literature. He’s still alive.

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