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“January Tenth” in “What We Are When We Are / Kaj smo, ko smo”
January Tenth 
Somebody is going away
He spreads his wings over
the brittle nest of breath
as if respiration
were just a measure of time
Somebody is going away
into the dark sack of the earth
as if light were
just a matter of choice
He extinguishes his star
on the roof of the world as
he crosses the river with empty mouth
Somebody steps to
the other side as if
he were exiting at an unfamiliar
railway station
I lay my head
on the tracks
Quietness runs over me
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