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Georgii Brousentsov - Au bord de l'eau

I see art,

and it’s beautiful.

The creation is truly a sensation!

But I understand what most men see,

on the wall,

in their souls,

and what they feel…

Base arousal.










So goes a man

at ease

with the futility of his existence.








1. Ru, By

Sometimes, when we wake,

in golden moments of desperation,

we grasp, in mind fog,

trying to remember,

where and when we are,

what responsibilities loom,

hoping, perhaps,


it’s yesterday.








Lena, Yakutiya

Oh, the wonderful things I would do,

if I had time,

right mind,

yes, rewind too.








Stroitelstvo-v-Sulazhgore (Karelia)

Right day, wrong year…

*Fuck, shit, suck!*

Another year older

and wiser…

And how I realize

Winter’s are too short!








Steel Mill

Was life so bad before, lost time and place,

to willingly sacrifice my

mind, body, soul and face

to this false god?

Bogus American dream.








Flower Blows, Hope_

Today’s lover,

tomorrow’s loather,

today’s friend,

tomorrow’s fiend.

Highs and lows,

we move with the blows,


why is it so?









Every year it gets harder and harder to commemorate

the event,

not because *it* means less to me,

but rather as, the longer I live,

*everything* seems more and more meaningless.

… There is a difference.









Those were the days,

in some ways,

but let’s not exaggerate,

or deny the latent

and pervasive










If ever she says:

“I’m proud of you.”

It will be tinged

with the sadness of knowing,

for me,

it is not true.