Release Poem by Natasa Bajic

The circles we circumscribe
remain stubbornly invisible.
While we're desperately - looking for the others' eyes,
running in a circle
The hope - a silent motor
If an eye sees us
Then the circle gets a meaning
In the circle - I am closed
Seen
Liberated with the circle.
To release -
That's a word that
Has transcended.
Release me from
Humanity, from living,
acting and thinking.
Release me from
People and events.
Release me
From me, from you,
From us and them.
Release me
From everything and nothing
From consent and refusal
From belonging
From rejection
Release from areas and boundaries
From similarities and differences,
From zones and classifications.
Or, in plain Serbian -
Let me alone
You, moron.