To feel blue–
what is it?
a faded fire
in the eyes?
a numb hand on my chest
as I lay dying, among the graves?

Being angry–
what is that?
a wide open mouth spitting
hundreds of poisonous flowers?
sometimes the most beautiful words
are spoken on the wrong side of the world

Forgive the bastards!
forgive them for…
“So you became a Christian?”
“No, I am not a Christian, I am a woman”

Being dead,
what is it like,
after all this?
there is no death except for one.
that hour is yet to come.
however, time and space do not exist.
and I remain a naked hungry ghost

Being a hungry–
what is it?
a knife impaled in the stomach,
made up of a thousand thunder bolts!
I’m purged through a holy fire of
bonfires and stars!
what a feeling!

Bloody ravines everywhere,
now and to come! Ego te absolvo!
bastards everywhere: I absolve you all!
malvados, screams, bloody ravine, villain
Vo vjeki vjekov! Ego te absolvo!
Schwein, Schwein, everywhere,
now and to come:
I absolve you all!
Amen! Amen! Amen!