Operation Poetry.

Save Our Souls.

Lubomír Tomik

When You cut off the top of my skull and take the brain in Your palms,
the shaking gray jelly does not resist at all,

lightly wave the scalpel and
a slice of tissue goes under a microscope,

thousandfold magnification and
you will see a million little cute YOU

waving handwritten banners -
"Save us!"


Save me, it's time. 





čteno pro Tebe, 8.6.21 v Jezuitské koleji v Uherském Hradišti, ve Felixově sále.