Archive for the ‘Communication Breakdown’ Category

JF Bazille, Étude de nu

Misspoken, or misunderstood.

Your language, or mine,

all words matter, depending on how they’re taken.

Standing with phrasebook, desperately searching for something adequate to convey emotion and feeling.

Tired, so tired.

Time to lie down.

 

(To be continued…)

       

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Unplugged

I’ve seen enough,

experienced too much,

my mind is fucked,

time to unplug.

(To be continued…)

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Woman sleeping

 

In my dream,

he kissed me passionately,

told me I was beautiful.

He licked my neck and said:

“I wanna fuck your brains out!”

… And other terms of endearment,

such I dream.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Confronted with an unexpected, inane, remark,

I reply equally stupidly.

Such is dialog,

communication today.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

S/he talks a little,

detached, perfunctory,

I reply sufficiently

(no more).

I have no desire for a thaw,

I still hurt,

my wounds are open,

bleeding, …

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

I say: Filateliya…

I want to show you some of my collection,

history and appreciation,

some kind of essence,

essentially

I’m reaching out.

You think I say: Philadelphia…

and you walk away.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

Something beautiful,

or at least I thought it was,

and/or wanted it to be.

Now tarnished,

sullied with hurt and pain.

Communication breakdown.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

We don’t need enemies,

we have each other.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

You keep talking.

Either you’re an optimist

or a moron.

 

©ddr7hd

 

It was a tumultuous time,

with few moments of comfort.

He asked his grandfather to record a TV program: Great Russian Writers, the Anton Chekhov episode.

His grandfather asked if he was a Communist.

He didn’t get it.