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To Whom It May Concern | A Poem by Jasmina Tacheva

I thought I knew the (b)order(s)
the same routine each day
& then you came
a metal rod
in the heart of
this illusion
you brought the
deadly mechanism
to a stop
your atonality
is so seductive –
like schoenberg
or matisse
you despise the fake
harmony of life – you –
the disruptor of (b)order(s)
I hope you’re
more sane than hoelderlin
friendlier than sartre
but I guess it doesn’t matter
there are no borders
left to fight
you’re already in my heart.

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