Mirage Page #4

Everywhere is the same.

Becomes habit,

it's called adaptation.

I could never adapt to this place.

Kid...

Even the finest smelling flower

comes to stink in the sewer.

Angja, Angja.

Look at you, Marko.

It's not your fault.

Your Daddy should be blamed.

Sorry, Marko, I gotta...

Oh, my head is gonna explode.

What are you doing? Is this the

place for puking, you drunk?

Angja, Is this the place?

You disgusting...

You're all sewer!

You could have made

a sketch at least.

When I write I make a sketch.

Rhyming comes later.

Teacher, I was wondering...

Do you think that...

If I am a good poet...

Will I be able to leave here?

To breathe is to hope.

What is life without hope?

Marko, with faith and hope

you can go far.

Jasmina.

Come outside with your

slippers, you fragile child,

Come downtown,

as I sit in my window,

If I look at you with my eyes,

I'll take out my eyes,

If I try to touch you with

my hands, I'll cut off my arms,

Good afternoon.

Excuse me, Teacher, the

Principal would like to see you.

Continue.

-Your sister fucks n*ggers.

-Black Arab, black Arab.

Paint me with colors

of your heart,

Black dick, black sperm

Black kids

Black dick, black kids, gimp,

Black dick!

(chanting)

I'm going to screw your Mom.

It's not true!

Listen Marko,

you know it's true.

You know Fanny...

She starts from here and

goes bigger and bigger...

F*** you!

You know, now I'm

a little f***ed up.

We also want to make love,

(repeats)

Bingo!

Shut the f*** up you drunk.

Some people want

to sleep in this house.

What the f***.

My house, get out if you don't like it.

Get out,

f***...

Bingo!

Shut the f*** up, you drunk,

I hate this house!

Will you stay?

God forbid.

So, I guess

you're going?

I guess so.

Why did you come here?

I dunno...

I was on a train, for two days,

my legs got stiff...

Then I thought I'd get off,

stay for a night,

find some pudding...raspberry.

And then we'll see.

Are you kidding me?

I'm kidding you.

May I come with you?

Marko...

Shut the f*** up.

Please.

Okay, we'll see.

You're not bad

for a beginner.

Not exactly

beginners' cards...

-I found them.

-Clever.

Have you ever had a dream?

Everybody has a dream.

Don't you?

Me?

My teacher

told me that

my writing is my ticket out of here.

Ticket out of here?

Who in their right mind

would say that?

Somebody should put a

bullet in his head.

Ticket out of here.

Go on, get out.

The sewer is like a

boxing ring...

There are only two ways out.

Either on their shoulders,

or on a stretcher.

There's only one way,

the one that you'll fight for.

If you want to leave, leave.

But I've no money.

Who has any, pissboy?

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