#6 / NOTHING IS FINISHED, UNTIL YOU SEE IT
maja osojnik, 2014

carefully disremembered,
ask me all the things that are hard to say.

sometimes just skin,
love me, love me not.

my failing hands,
the ends of rain and muted truth.

holding my breath till it hurts.
are we missing something important?
are we?
fighting gravity.

4 walls broke.
unraveled, revealed:
white waves, white waves, white waves,
white waves, white waves, white waves,
white waves, white waves, white waves…

carefully, i am broken.
black holes, all the turn-aways
disremembered
and all the people i am
absently watching the days go by, go by,
seeing the things as they are.

nothing is finished,
nothing is finished
untill…