Archive for November, 2019

SPb TV Tower

Leninist University of Millions on TV,

Welcome home, it’s telling me,

Happy day,

Yesterday.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Yozef Mengele (Ru)

Mengele’s farm machinery,

outside decaying building,

I remember it sitting idle,

rusting into oblivion.

Like his shit-eating grin.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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v2

So many thoughts,

so many ideas,

insights, realizations,

paths to

enlightenment.

So many voices outside

and in,

clamoring,

trying,

vying,

to make me blind.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Мать, Mother & Child, Harry Roseland

Childhood lingers on …

Memories, obligations …

Guilt trip never ends.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Gruss aus Hameln (2)

I’m confused. Obviously, I watch too much TV news.

Last week, I said: “He’s not the devil.”

Pied Piper, spoken song.

Now, I know I was wrong.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Pied Piper

When the idiots tire of hearing their own voices,

clanging, hollow noises,

peace and wisdom will reign.

… Little chance, alas.

Sadly the idiots are the most confident people

and they have risen to the highest positions in our world.

They are our leaders and teachers, our movers and shakers,

our celebrities, our “everything”,

fools and tools, we call them “stars”

and they guide us

further into the abyss.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Usury (Albrecht Dürer, 1494)

From birth, they bombard us with images and ideas:

This is what you want! This is what you desire!

They pretend that you should aspire:

There are ways and means of buying things, like happiness!

This is what makes life worth living.

Are you willing to be a member of society?

Good! Welcome, Consumer…

Unspoken rules, prices to pay

loans, usury,

slavery.

Sign your name in blood,

pledge your allegiance now,

Enjoy. Drink a Coke or five.

And please remember:

keep you hands and feet within the vehicle at all times,

and that

your insurance policy does not cover suicide.

 

(To be continued…)

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

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Pressure comes in myriad forms.

You don’t truly realize mine,

I don’t yours.

Regardless, in its grip we suffer:

Battered, bruised, traumatized.

Pressurized!

Something’s got to give.

Under pressure, I resign,

scatter the pieces off the board!

Enough of half-truths, banalities and exploitation!

*Id* wants to go home.

(I herewith refuse to answer my phone.)

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Lucretia, Suicide 5a

Life sucks and then you die,

perceptive teenager cries,

adult winces.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Drain 2

We’re all waiting to see the film that will change our lives (for the better).

… Inspirational, enlightening, life-affirming.

Still waiting and tired,

yet hopeful,

we’re inclined to watch trash (for time being).

Alas, increasingly, dulled, it seems,

our expectations lower, we relent,

accepting more and more shit.

… Entertainment?

 

(To be continued…)

 

©SvetkaSamizdat