Happy streets II

this square is
a demented sheet,
plebiscite of light, cocked at dusk,
quiet
soft hum of erotic overcoat
signed inside your cool veins.

at the outer edge of junkyard
makeshift florists grow
selling unforgettable letters:

your sunglasses
burst of ecstatic fire
gorgeous guitarresque of the summer
its long, long pistol-like kiss
chiromancer cohn bendit
asleep on the barricades
inside the boats of your lips
drifting on the open sea

Sretne ulice II

Sretne ulice II

ovaj je trg
maloumni trgovački papir
sumrak tek repetiran plebiscit svjetlosti
mirno
mekim šumovima erotičnog šinjela
potpisan u tvojim prohladnim venama

tamo gdje prestaje đubrište
niču montažne cvjećarne
u kojima se prodaju nezaboravna slova:

tvoje sunčane naočale
ekstatičan rafal
umilna gitareska ljeta
njegov dugi, dugi revolverski poljubac
uspavan na barikadama
kiromant con bendit
u barkama tvoje usne
na otvorenoj pučini