BUMMER! ~ BOJANA STOJCIC

Bummer you lost touch
Bummer you know too much
Bummer I came here
Bummer I went back there
Bummer your wife’s in love
with a barman
overworked and underpaid
Bummer for you, man!

Bummer, another body without a name
Bummer, no one’s to blame
Bummer, sexual abuse in the hall of fame
Bummer, you have a black curl
Bummer, it’s a girl
Bummer, swearing goes on air, breakfast’s ready
Bummer, pharmacy and deadly viruses going steady
Bummer, I can’t say a Negro and a fag
without someone seeing red
Bummer, I call both Mom
Bummer, they came to my prom
Bummer, you’re jobless
and healthless
wifeless
homeless
lifeless
(Other than that, how was the play, Mrs. Lincoln?)

Bummer! Pope Francis blesses a pedophile priest
Bummer! Tabloid journalism is a starving beast
Bummer! Sensationalism in presidential elections
Bummer! Politics is no place for political correctness
Highbrowed literary critics
buried one more poem today
out-of-touch elitists, pseudo-intellectuals
and pretentious jerks cheered YAY!!!
leaning over the coffin
Wow, what a bummer!

Bummer, fake news on a nuclear war while
I fucked myself on all fours
I need to get laid
Bummer, you’re a whore!


 

*You can read more of Bojana’s work at Blogging with Bojana

37 thoughts on “BUMMER! ~ BOJANA STOJCIC

  1. Bojana, this is your voice traveling on a new path, taking wonderful risks poetically! I Love the crassness of this poem, the specific Bojana in your face of it, the sarcasm and the underlying absolute tragedy of the whole thing. It has flavors of one of your favorite poets, Adrian Mitchell, but with the unmistakable voice that is your poetic voice. This poem is a subtle but powerful assault, with lines that will stick in the consciousness forever! Amazing job, my friend!!!! You are a force to be reckoned with!

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  2. Holy fucking perfection of words. You were relentless in this one. You hit me with a poetic baseball bat over and over. I tried to hide, and you found me and hit me harder. This is truly modern poetry at it’s finest.

    This is one of those that makes he want to toss my keyboard out the window. Truly masterful writing, Bojana.

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  3. I.must be getting old. I didn’t realize needing to get laid made someone a whore. I’m fucking exhausted after reading such excellence! I feel like I’ve been bitch slapped and bummer fucked. Time for this old man to rethink his writing style. Maybe back to roses are red, violets are blue. I can’t recall the last time i read something this powerful and arousing (sorry Susan and Wulf). I actually got a stiffie reading this. Thank you Bojana for bringing a smile to a 74 year old. Niw if you’ll excuse me, I need to find my wife.

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  4. You must have been shitting yourself writing this. You knew all along what you needed to say but could you do it, actually write the words… I seriously admire you for your artistic integrity, it humbles me, mocks me as I wade in shallow waters with inflatable arm bands and a donald duck floatring.
    You don’t just write about serious shit you also make sure the reader finishes every last scrap on their plate. Your balls and direction mean we need to fasten our seat belt because we are watching the birth of a phenomena in Poetry.

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    • Actually, I knew all along what I was doing anf wasn’t scared of what might come of it. Mag, didn’t you write 3 million?! You’re addressing serious shit too. I suggest you read Susan’s post Not that kind of writer where she almost apologizes for not being more outspoken in tackling social issues. The thing is we need different kinds of writers and shouln’t underestimate the change writers like you guys can provoke.
      Thanks for your support. I still think you’re a rock star, Mag, with a voice so powerful I can hear you screaming across the oceans.

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