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Wm covers ears, abuse (k1news.ru, opensource)

“You have an anger problem,” she said, with a tinge of concern.

That old trope, the man-child thought to himself, feeling his anger levels rising. After all, few things made him angrier than being told he had an anger problem.

“Doesn’t everyone,” he growled, “One way or another?”

(Victim and/or perpetrator, both…)

 

(To be continued…)

       

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Plyaska Smerti 1

We survived the great trauma.

Apparently, that was our big mistake.

 

(To be continued…)

               

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Steen_ Vino & Mockers

OK, it’ starting to make sense…

The coarseness of your expression,

the pain of your existence,

glimpses of futility,

reminded of your place,

the so-called underclass

(no wonder you’re so crass!),

cannon fodder, one way or another,

exploited and abused, gutted,

occasionally you react,

illogically, apparently,

as best you can,

you make a statement…

Notes and expletives from the stewing depths.

 

(To be continued…)

               

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Yabloko

Did I bite into the apple,

or did the apple bite me?

I wanted:

connection, experience, life.

I got:

convoluted.

The apple is obsessive,

in turn it stimulates and drains,

it projects and reflects

a strange mirror image of myself,

still, I am compelled,

I might be in love,

my mind is swimming,

wonderful, confusing thoughts …

it’s hard to form coherent phrases.

Regardless,

the apple teaches,

at the end of the day,

we’re all complicated.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Mormon Tabernacle Choir 2

My neighbor’s a self-centered asshole

(he’s not the only one).

Of course, there’s a story there,

a reason for the meanness,

but I don’t want to know it.

 

(To be continued…)

 

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Death Valley 6

Welcome to Planet Earth,

death lives here.

An empty hole,

where once was soul.

Brittle shell,

gateway to hell.

Welcome to Planet Earth,

so much dearth.

 

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False Dmitry 1 swears allegiance to king Sigismund III Vasa

Teetering, verge of break…

How many false Dmitris can we take?

Sun shines,

rays through glass,

lives and objects fade.

 

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Black Hole

In hindsight,

obviously,

I didn’t foresee

everything.

Opportunities lost,

and the clock keeps ticking,

hands moving,

hope sliding away.

Is it time that’s pernicious,

or people’s expectations?

Especially their selfish manipulations

and violations of others beings.

 

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Rebecca, Big Brother De

In modern liberal democracy

(as much as in oligarchy),

they who control the levers

of the mass media,

control the people.

Hearts, urges, ideas.

 

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Speech Bubble

Well, sure,

everybody likes to talk about themselves,

right?

Well, maybe not everyone,

but if there’s a good chance the listener will reply affirmatively,

with praise and encouragement,

then, even the taciturn are tempted.

Everyone has a story worth telling, after all

(a true cliché forgotten by many),

and everybody likes to be appreciated.

Indeed, everyone needs to be appreciated.

Yes!

So, shut up and listen

to the beautiful silence.

Read and remember me.

Selah.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat