Ana Zekonja

 

 

 

(Serbia)

 

 

 

 

C (1) O (2) P (3) Y (4)_

Native translation: copy to transparent sealed folder

 

 

C for C (1) | conclusion for civil constructor |

Feelings over form reflects the way you touch _ music box  rotation movement

Standing in the centre_ passive circle / acid electrification

Burst    blow up    burning . Platinum piercing.

_and all of them demonstrate.

Confused by passive intimacy/

imagine how I react

But I do nothing.

 

Watching through hologram shows _

_and falling in love with  virtual projection  of nose shadow.

Few earth lead pitch vibration _ and once it should  be solid.

 

I fear it would never stop

Desire-which once

turn into-brain surge raping

_wind waves over palm_ or my oval movements  wave around .

Your fear trig out retrospective dance.

 

MANIA MUTATE

 

Slush snow over staring figure few feet’s under.

And eyes are wider and wider and wider and wider

All over collapse…

 

When I close my eyes I disappear _

apart from you _

when you are closed _are you able to………?

 

 

 

 

O for O (2) | obligation for obeyed |

 

Different form frames diffuse after me

New oil refract over my eye balls

I cut jungle animal feelings

So the desert is peaceful.

Different  body parts mixture

Over my skeleton

Once I took it

And twice

I will

Take them off.

 

 

solo

still

Standing

Earthquake in vibration circles

Spinning around

And planets

Hanging around

Out of clouds

With(or)out strong point .

 

Surrounded by two parallel scenes –

Right  in front

Or behind

the system

beside or under the curtain?

 

First you think

And act the second

Chaotic  speeches _characterless _ unconvincing : 100 %

 

Still

Solo

Standing

While spinning around goes upside-down

Fish in the aquarium

Small monkeys neurotic hang from the ceiling

 

 

Overreaction _ STOP _over necessary_ STOP_ leaving  _STOP

 

Be gone and be here.

 

Just change the way of walking in the same dress.

 

 

 

 

P for P (3) | Perfect Place for Pandora |

 

Rainbow is made of plastic folios.

One to another

Sealed in intimacy

One over another

Closed and merged into spectrum.

Colors make love.

Rainbow engender

Feeling the colors

Feeling identification.

 

I have flexible wings

Fur

Matrix web

Cotton or plastic

Flexible trajectories

And surrounding view maps.

 

Episode roles

Different temperament costumes

Seductive

and absorbable .

 

experimental sound

hyper sensations

tell me which is the soundtrack

of my love

fear

and insecurity ? ? ??!!?!?!?!?!?!?!?

 

diagrams make themselves complicated

dragging diagrams from paperwork

to diagram water waves

right to diagnosis of

digressive  possessiveness.

 

‘  YES  miss,

 

you rewind

 

manic

Panic

Pathological

Impulsive

Compulsive

_Come  back ?! ‘

 

Feeling sick _ of previous life expectations _non compromising spending _giving away _judgments _   no stopping  non  peace _ closings openings_ fictive freedom_  fixed freedom_ authentic minor  misunderstanding _ losing my  breath away

Away_away_

 

‘ Ooooh  YES , miss

You make yourself  amusing

On my own self

Solo

Safely

Steady

Constantly

_ rearranging? ! ‘

…………………………………………………………..| ?! |

‘ NO, miss

You just fall down

To paranoia profundity :

 

Till  you  see the bottom

Fool yourself  to fly high.

…………………’ you see me in front

But hear

_Behind  ‘

……..

Soooooo………… ?  | !? |

 

Reset your private space

Lost focus

Endlessly countless infinity

Crossroads over  horizon.. . . ..

 

Abstract

Absurd

Formless figure

Reminds of mistaken fulfillment

For  Hair   skin   and   bones

 

Hidden sights secretly steer

But I will put my white gloves on

And become romantic

While balls sundown under bridges

And smoke draw ballet

through industrial zone

over the city edges_

 

 

 

 

I for I  (4) | idols  for irresistible |

 

Sightless sweat

turns to toil

tiredness

is sightless ?!

 

Scattered puzzle

Has just _one authentic_

=Very authentic =

Resolution / Solution

Each mistake

Has X square root of n

Solutions

To end

But all that exist

Is filled A4

Deformed quadrangle

Finished with big X

At footer

And one mistake

With countless ways

For exit direction.

 

 

I get used to understand different moves desires and games

Gamble games

I play for happiness

I bet I will be full of joy tonight

And it is going to be fun, you know,

Only if you understand it’s fun,

Fun , you know,

It’s all about fun, I you know what I mean?!

 

And we all become small sparkling diamonds

Radiant qualities

Marked coins

Big city face outline

Grinning  panorama

Unbearable  lust

contour

pasted on paper money

 

I want to name

My problem

So that we can be in touch-

Replacing  personal wishes

Behind your back

I will put my

hiding guiltiness glasses

Tonight

And  change my personal hairstylist

 

Old rock statue

Will never be old again:

Each season :

New collection/

Latest trend/brand?

And the latest scream of tiredness ?

 

Hair color reveals conspiracy

It was natural red

It is very red

Now

When I can speak/ convince/  and  calm

In color.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Ana Zekonja is

 

Friend

Animator

Architect

Hairstylist

Poetess

Performer

 

Along

The rivers

Bridges

Industry zone

In Novi Sad

Novi Beograd

Zemun

All over Belgrade

Boarders

 

 

With music

Through

Endless

Walking