Archive for the ‘Mindfuck’ Category

NSK 2016.05.01_ Pos s vami

When *things* seem to lose meaning,

when inversion and perversion become the norm,

when figureheads disgrace themselves,

when one set of money and power fights another,

when the people (the masses, so as to say) are spat-upon pawns…

It’s OK, don’t despair, turn on the TV,

go online, browse Twitter…

There are myriad experts who will tell you what to think,

what to believe, what to know,

self-proclaimed experts who delight in the cacophony of confusion…

No, no, it isn’t true, it’s all delusion:

Elvis, indeed, has left the building.

 

(To be continued…)

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

 

7.09 (1425)

She told me her story,

astounded, my eyes widened,

and remained so.

… Somehow, I know, the words being so powerful,

that when I close my eyes,

late night, early morning,

trying to sleep,

I will still see vividly.

(To be continued…)

 

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NYC Therapy

I woke, and hearing strange noises, it took me some time to realize where I was.

Ah, yes. Sheepshead Bay. Visiting, well, someone.

Gradually, amongst the haze, I remembered I had an appointment today, to see a therapist. Of course, when in New York, do as Romans!

Therapist.

Indeed, as I wait, I see the letters differently, more clearly: The-rapist, yes, the Rapist!

Nein danke!

My mind is messed up enough,

determinedly, I walk away.

Behind me, beseechingly, the receptionist calls…

(To be continued…)

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Ch 7, USA

I’m worn out, drained,

I’ve had enough…

When are you going to go back

to being

peripheral?

(To be continued…)

 

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Black Square, Grunge Frame

Gutted…

eviscerated, complicated, violated,

overwhelmed by stimuli,

need peace,

shut eyes.

 

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Yatseniuk in Rada

And the leaders decided to fuck with the people,

exploit, manipulate, violate.

They did it because they could,

and then some more,

it made them feel *so* good.

 

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Subway

Lev Davidovich rides the New York City Subway one day, lost in time and space, contemplating life and place. He is sitting between two young women. They talk incessantly, about themselves. They introduce each other, both Patricia, one Hearst, one Reagan. On and on. … Lev Davidovich would like some peace.

Captains of Capitalism,

their daughters’

attributes displayed,

corrupt system,

celebrity, money, power,

fascination, manipulation.

They screw our hearts and minds.

… Soul sold

to nearest hole.

Demented people crammed in Subway car.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Relotius_ Jaegers Grenzer

Regardless of what your American relatives tell you,

everything, indeed, is relative:

truth, justice and the American way,

is truth, lies and compromise.

The answer to the question depends upon time, place

and who is doing the asking.

Objectivity is admirable but, alas, illusive,

and screw liberal “New York Times” hubris.

Everything is

what the powers that be

want it to be.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Nazi Maedchen Suki

The megalomaniac is a democrat,

he/she/it wants to fuck as many lives

as will choose to be seduced.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

To the extent that I get out of bed in the morning,

you could say that my misery is self-imposed.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat