aleš šteger writes :

[thejk3]

The word here
The word HERE,
The heaviest word,
It weighs more
Than a grammar
And vocabulary
Full of elephants.
Here is a place,
An over-saturated
Crossroads
Of dead ends.
The word HERE
Puts
The word JUNGLE in it.
In it, the word ELEPHANT,
Which breaks into it.
The word is nearly
Empty.
Only a hole
Inside a hole
Inside
Emptiness.
A mouth without lips,
Without a throat,
Swallowing a word.
The word HERE,
A word where
Once upon a time
The word ELEPHANT
Stretched out its trunk.
Even though the hole
Does not mark
The place of disappearance.
There was something.
There isn't something anymore.
Some once upon a time,
The lightness with
Which it breaks into
A mouth that rattles
One more time,
But it isn't dying,
You think,
And this thought
Breaks into
The question
About the disappearance of death.
And the question breaks
Into the objection NO,
No into the argument
About the arrival of death,
Which has no
Here of its own;
It arrives with
Its own unplaces.
Enter,
You absent guest,
Leave,
You unreadable trace,
Still
In search of
A world
For a place,
Which it carries
With itself.

Translated from the Slovenian by Brian Henry