Before The Game

Portrait of Vasko Popa
Vasko Popa 1922–1991

Shut one eye then the other Peek into every corner of yourself See that there are no nails no thieves See that there are no cuckoo's eggs

Shut then the other eye Squat and jump Jump high high high On top of yourself

Fall then with all your weight Fall for days on end deep deep deep To the bottom of your abyss

Who doesn't break into pieces Who remains whole gets up whole Plays

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