“Our life is pen knives in dirty blind alleys rotten teeth faded out slogans bass clothes cabinet smell of piss antiseptics and moulded sperm. Torn down posters. Up and down. Up and down Patission Our life is Patission. Washing powder which does not pollute the sea And Mitropanos have entered our lives Dexameni has taken him from us too Like those high ass ladies. But we are still there. All our lives hungry we travel The same course. Ridicule-loneliness-despair. And backwards. OK. We don’t cry. We grew up. Only when it rains We suck secretly on our thumb. And we smoke. Our life is Pointless panting In set-up strikes Snitches and patrol cars. That’s why I tell you. The next time they shoot us Don’t run away. Count our strength. Lets not sell our skin so cheeply, damn it! Don’t. Its raining. Give me a fag” Katerina Gogou's poetry Translation by taxikipali: http://libcom.org/history/katerina-gogou-athens-anarchist-poetess-1940-1993 |
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