Mela Koteluk - Jak w obyczajowym filmie

I wake up as if on command
as if at night on childs loud cry.
I throw my sleepy body in corridor,
a pair of legs and pair of hands.
Maybe I don't know another world anymore
and I'm afraid I will stay in this.
You're trying to break me free
from this mechanical choreography

In consequent celebrating,
every starting day
you yet again recall pictures
of this, which i have disowned.

We don't speak.
Maybe i do want to cling as a wall
Identificating,
as in a drama movie.

I decide the coordinates to make sure,
that i still belong to
the world, that desorientates
with demand misleading me.
At night, i overhang
pictures in my home.

I don't say "no"
Maybe i do want to cling as a wall
Identificating,
as in a drama movie.
I don't say "no"
Maybe i do want to cling as a wall
Identificating,
as in a drama movie.