Staring at the Lotus

I

A petal is an invisible door.

Expectation is sleepwalking

in a deserted village.

Can you find the cinema

inside my ear? the teacher said.

A radio drifting at sea

- ladies and gentlemen: Chairil Anwar

smiles on his cross.

A gazelle and a lioness undress

their shadows before dinner.

“Do you believe in God?”

A caterpillar claims that time has four legs.

My name is –

Reading Charles Simic: a watermelon

bursts inside me.

Death, can you give him a second?

The parliament of a cup of coffee

- how bitter it taste.

History, stop coughing blood at my door.