sometimes
i write a poem for a friend
and someone else likes it
and i imagine
how that random person
is actually my friend
whom i did not meet yet

i started writing poetry in serbian
in a separate instagram account.
soon i will start writing poetry in italian.
and later maybe in german.

my ultimate goal is
that people from every culture
tell me that my poems are not poems,
but are actually basic sentences
with random line breaks.

random pseudo philosophical political rant
clouds
my kids
self-glorification
ass kissing
a call to call me

please let me know?

there is nothing better
for figuring out life
than a bit of a random
chest pain and shortness of breath

my poems are random
because my thinking is random
but i will still not write a poem
about taking a shit
or eating a banana.
or maybe i will.

am i the only one who wants to have a five euro coffee?
am i the only one who wants to chit chat with random strangers?
am i the only one who wants to see the hobbit movie for the fifth time?
i am.