Joseph Milosz

Weapon

Then came the time
At last.
A man beheaded himself with one stroke.
With both his hands, firmly.
The man didn’t want to be in debt neither to God, nor to Devil
They gave him woman, they gave him wine.

The chopped off head rolled
Concentrated.
Lips were dead.
Eyes were closed.

The world wept and drummed mournfully.
Clear faces drank his blood.

The head remained without body, body remained beheaded.
They disappeared with their grave and fire.

Vampire masked as a kingdom of smile was besides him, nearer than others
Vampire masked as a kingdom of warms was besides him, nearer than others
That’s Vampire’s food.
The Hymn.

His servants observe everything and see everything.
They take away every real joy.
They were born servants.
They have no more ancestors.
Their end is known,
Tears will be their end.

English translation by T. Traubert