You were the same you were before 4:56 You had a
house with vines on the walls
You had a wife who didn't get along
You were a welder You liked to gamble
and most importantly you had a name
5:12 Then
you forget the old you
, after the EKG calmed down into a straight line, after
the doctor pronounced you dead,
you miraculously got out of bed,
stood in front of the mirror, straightened your nose
, and what happened in between
was yours Your name is violently taken away from
your past, it goes out in darkness
, you live in a container with a personality,
you eat vegetable soup on a plate,
you wear a shirt, B, a suit, C, trousers, and a tie,
you grow potatoes, you say farmers have to be The second year considers
you go to the restaurant and ask for free hot water and then sit gracefully by the window to put down the tea
you brought with you You try to get a job but there are endless forms no matter where you go Everyone asks your name
And your name is still hidden in the endless darkness of the past
You fell in love with a woman named Elma
I think maybe because she never asked your name
You stole her first kiss with a cliche love story
Forcing her to dig out the mascara and nail polish
you don't know how many years ago You planted rock music on a poor piece of land
And women sleeping on the streets and men sleeping on gravel started dancing
in that early spring in Finland where the sky was gray
I wonder if your past was also a man like this
The last time you had no name was to fulfill a bank robber's last words The
bank robber said he was from the North and the North never took credit
so you set off with the money he robbed from the bank that used to belong to him
to pay it off Every debt before
your life, maybe it doesn’t matter whether your life has a name or not,
you have harvested potatoes, you have harvested love, you have harvested the courage to live again,
but at this time your name came out by itself,
along with a complete stranger Names of women
They say it's your wife
Your life without a name is over
And your past lights are turned on by someone dazzling
you You're not a perfect man
You're not even a good man
You smoke a cigarette and listen to the woman in front of you Telling about your embarrassing past,
I think you'd rather have no name,
so you hug and turn around and
calmly turn off the lights in the past
About the past, the only thing you take with you is your name
Czech Andrew Rujenin
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