All these losses mold
to the dust unfeared,
the cake is being eaten
and also left alone.
Everyone’s happy now,
the war didn’t end,
but the issue got to be
about these words.
Who could have known
how happy some felt,
when all fell apart again
for the lack of better.
‘Never understood this shit.’
‘The old generals go hiking.’
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.