#5 / HELLO, I CAN NOT FIND MY HEAD
maja osojnik (2014)

And now we sit here and have nothing to say to each other
except for maybe a couple of confusing truths.
Your questioning face, my blushing cheek lashed from your
and my own thought and then i imagine myself how i lovingly
but yet convincingly scream at you:

WHY?
WHY?
WHY?
WHY?

DON’T – YOU – LET – ME – LEAVE – YOU – LEAVE – ME – LET – ME – LIVE – YOU –
LEAVE

WHY?
WHY?
WHY?
WHY?
WHY?

But the contract says:
Sit still, shut up and watch
our sweet collective misery.
The grounds you walk with me are fake,
my words are slippery,
but you have to stay, slow down your needs
and sabotage and plague (toil) yourself to bleed,
hide tears, puke cheap,
stay strange to me and creep.

NO THRILLS PLEASE IN THIS SHITHOLE.

I CAN NOT FIND MY HEAD
I CAN NOT FIND MY HEAD
I CAN NOT FIND MY HEAD
I CAN NOT FIND MY HEAD
I CAN NOT FIND MY HEAD
I CAN NOT FIND MY HEAD
I CAN NOT FIND MY HEAD
I CAN NOT FIND MY HEAD
I CAN NOT FIND MY HEAD
I CAN NOT FIND MY HEAD