wandering about
with almost closed eyes
half seeing
over her vulnerable
body

she has inevitably
sucked me down
into her remaining existence
wrapped into
a white layered gown

Sreca je podredjena
svetlosti, prostoru i vremenu
retko je dovoljno ima
uvek krhkoscu vodjena

cesto mislim na daleku mladost
u kojoj je buducnost znacila sutra
slepo trazeci neznanu radost;
vecne ljubavi bezbriznost.

Translation in Serbian : Branka Korac

when i try
to avoid dying
i cannot
prepare for my past

"i have been"
i will not be able to say
"I have been"
that i am
i cannot clarify

my death makes
that my past is
created
an erected monument
for close supporters
the club of what doesn't stay forever