Combined powder/Concentrate

Combined powder/Concentrate   Take poetry, but do not dilute it in the water,it should stay as it is,concentrated on a problemconcentrated on a solutionwhich is not visible on the horizon,but the process is. Poetry is not a powder,to be diluted,that‘s not why the metaphorswere sharpenedand pictures werecomplicatedto the crucial detailswhich easily cantake you intocore of […]

Process

PROCESS   In the end, it’s always poetry at the beginning of some new transformation chemical process of metamorphosis of physical pain into metaphor.   The diary of one human being a woman on the planet Earth through menstrual cycle a tsunami of impulses of pain and all possible self-defense techniques.   Archive, tool, experiential […]

Subject is not present

Subject is not present   I need a pause, an air, in the lungs oxygenevery alveoli to fill to the brim of itselfduring long hours of diving from myselfand everything around happening during the painwhile the brain is the polygon for other maneuversplayground of nonsense for all those fury impulsesfor electric discharge of excess energy […]

New Year’s Poem

New year’s poem   Old pain, but New Year‘s eveJust a day, but nothing changedGlitter, make-up and painkillersPain is my extravagant evening dressmy stamina will be my catwalk babeevery contraction of muscle has a bit of rhythmmaybe I will dance tonight a bit different, The pain will break me, for hours todayskilfully covered inside chaos […]

Zero gravity

Zero gravity   Scientific articles say that zero gravity doesn’t affect the menstrual pain, you can’t escape the cramps even if you leave the planet Earth and wander into the space.   Fuck you, zero gravity. I am not playing this game. I think I might have to evolve again, to override that error in […]

Confessions of menstrual chat-bot

Confessions of the menstrual chat-bot   Hi, I am menstrual chat-bot Mila Glitch how can I help you?   “I would like to be a virtual presence an artificial intelligence coded without knowledge about the concept of the physical pain.”   “About all those impulses building a network of experience of thresholds and thresholds of […]

Event horizon

Event horizon   The pain is the black hole, until you cross the event horizon you don’t know anything about it at all, nor do people around you if they are not in the same vortex as you are – now.   The gravitational forces of the pain are strong, they suck you inside themselves […]

Placebo poetry

Placebo poetry   To make that difficult easy easy like Sunday morning on the painkillers after the sleepless crampy night.   Pain is the hard pillow to swallow if it’s not softened by meds and words accordingly for the punctual intensity of the total random strikes.   Placebo poetry shot to avoid “meds maze” of […]

Safe space

Safe space   Poetry is a safe space of a dialogue with yourself and others out there as an imaginary audience. The place where the silence is a loud verbal scream on an white endless surface.   The one-way street of a river of thoughts you train your audience in a stream to swim skilfully […]