Poème de Borko Jovanovic


Now that you are gone

I feel your presence all the time


Yesterday

In the middle of a supermarket

from behind a fruit stand

you attacked me


A long punch first

a turn and then a kick


I reacted naturally

just as you have taught me :

a block a turn another block

silence


And as you vanished back

into the neon light

I thought that I saw

that smile of yours


Then I bent over

to pick up some oranges

and none knew

that I was bowing to you Maître


I walk freely now

for I have no place to hide



Borko JOVANOVIC   

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