Thorny Glagolitic Chant Poem by Borce Panov

Love death truly
Because she
has her desires too
Like an arrow
Traveling at day
And hitting
At night
Suddenly
You wrote this to me
And like a thunderbolt enlightened
My mind that night
When you said
That some time ago
I spit into snake's
mouth too
Because of the dark brushwood
In me chanted in glagolitic with a thorns
I accepted to my self
Then one more time
That
On the tightened nerve
I was pacing very often
Between life
And death
And my days without love
I wanted
To be shorter
For forgiveness I asked you
And for
Not to ask of me
To love her
Whose
Only wish is
To ask of us
To leave too early
From this life
Without love.