Archive for the ‘Хммм…’ Category


I don’t remember, I have no memento, or evidence.

Did it ever happen?

Apparently so, others tell me,

as I am here, in this shape and state,

pains and feelings,

matter and meaning, grudging acceptance.

Regardless, I have suspicions.


(To be continued…)








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,


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…)








Ustala, Kafe

Tired, lost interest…

That thing which mattered so much,

become as if dust.


(To be continued…)








Zamok 2

Strange and unexpected,

but I shan’t complain.

Some things,

I have no want to explain.

(To be continued…)








Kolkhoz, Zima

Dead cows,

unnatural selection,

live long in memory.

Cats eat, caress

and breed.

The good ones, feral and bright

carefully bury their shit,

clawing even frozen ground.








Rus, Aloe

Wet towel falls away,

exposes soft white body,

life manifest, craved.








Paris, 1930s



We say: Courtesan,

it benefits the man.









Is this some kind of realization,

a real-life manifestation

of a dream come true?

If so,

I want to go back to sleep.









If the system’s rotten,

how can I do anything

valuable within?




Tired of words,

and people,

dry skin

and stinging eyes;

I seek solace,


brief focus on toenails.