To be Brutal  

Today you will unpack your anorexic skeleton, all coat hangers, 

and walk, bones-of-a-writer, to The Slovak Spectator –  

an intern ready for editing. 

Tomorrow you will rise with rakija and stagger your body, 

like a pen, into the brutal beauty of Bratislava 

because travelling is the better way to disappear 

and you are not ready to be concrete.