Jernej Županič

Turist / The Tourist

On je kot pika na črnem nebu
in je nepomemben,
ampak ne zna biti nepomemben.

Drveče sence se poganjajo
med nogami straž.

Če pogledaš iz letala, so ljudje
drobni, ampak letal ni.

Kavonosci na težkem kovinskem mostiču
z ladje na obalo
so sončne pege.

On je na dopustu
in kadi pipo,
ki mu binglja iz ust.

Zvonik zvoni
in binglja z neba.

Če pogledaš z visokega gledišča,
se vse razteza daleč daleč.

Pike na nebu so vsaka svoj
ptičji subjekt.

Meso hodi z mnogimi pari nog,
ki visijo drug ob drugem.

Trebuh ladje je
napet od napetega
pričakovanja, ampak ladij ni.

Nihče ne zna biti dober turist,
sedeti nepremično
in krvaveti.


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He is like a speck on a black sky
and is insignificant
but doesn't know how to be insignificant.

Rushing shadows dart
between the legs of guards.

If you look down from a plane, people are
tiny, but there are no planes.

Coffee-bearers on a heavy metal bridge
from ship to shore
are sunspots.

He is on vacation,
smoking a pike
that dangles from his mouth.

The bell tower tolls
and dangles from the sky.

In you look down from up high,
everything stretches out far.

Every speck in the sky a
separate avian person.

Flesh walks on many pairs of legs
that hang next to each other.

The ship's belly is
strained with strained
anticipation, but there are no ships.

Nobody knows how to be a decent tourist,
how to sit motionlessly
and bleed.

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About Jernej Županič

Jernej Županič (1982) is a poet, novelist and translator from Slovenia.