2012

with yellow daffodils on the table I’m celebrating last day in the Nest

Ljuba’s from Leskovac lettuce

the street I lived in for twenty months

I am and that’s enough for me to be happy

a man is taking a photo of a worker

support for the Pirate Movement in Serbia

I am you are I am god

Kaja my beauty

another two poems of the book I am You are I on the Table Picture

whiteness of the beginning of the thirteenth Table Picture

the smell of the Sava river

Ivana is bringing me in the plastic bag a pedometer and a voice recorder from the States

down the old path

a poem of time hums in this screw as well

red wooden bench

turning sorrow into the joy

a man

sewage

brick

while I was making the list and pricelist of gigolo favours