Archive for the ‘Perfidy’ Category

Perfidy_ Flowers & Knife

I’m breathing

and I’m living,

not exactly as expected,

or hoped,

perhaps.

Nonetheless…

Twists and turns of life,

of knives in back,

after all,

will screw with potential,

dreams,

and glasses half full.

People

and perfidy.

Do you really want to know

what the future holds?

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

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The Worship of Mammon

The vileness we find ourselves in

demands a reaction,

one way or another.

Everything is unfair

and the pain seem inescapable.

Treacherous solar winds radiate,

burning, searing,

bodies and minds.

People instinctively lie,

complicate,

and violate,

cloaking it in “progressive” vibes,

stroking egos and fatty tissue…

(In reality they don’t give a shit,

but they want to appear “legit”;

hollow scum, festering liberal cankers!)

If I could,

I would sleep like a child,

10, 12 hours,

and expect everything better

in morning rising.

(*As if!*)

For people to be genuine…

That is my dream.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

Forest Fire

The death of a loved one,

so traumatic, I’ll never forget,

and always regret,

the torrent

of destruction that followed.

Unholy purgatory,

minions of hell,

perverted concepts of revenge.

All so unnecessary,

curse and theft,

it breaks my heart

perpetually.

Life amongst the living dead,

alas, selfish,

perfidious clan.

Goodbye.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

1

Careful,

so careful.

Doing things the right way, loving and protecting,

caressing.

All for naught,

as some motherfucker in a ludicrously big van

careens carelessly, thoughtlessly, selfishly

into your frame and smashes

everything

into jagged pieces.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

migren

You shake your head,

even thought the movement hurts,

you feel compelled to express chagrin.

Throbbing migraine,

futility compulsion,

fundamental, primal pain.

 

©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

 

 

 

 

 

HUAC

Ronald Reagan,

a great man,

a great American.

Ronald Reagan,

poetry in motion.

Alas, dear reader,

history and satire,

maybe don’t repeat,

but surely do rhyme…

like futility and perfidy,

pain and drain,

dreams blown away.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tsar Bomba 2

Because you are you,

and I have no other true ally,

my nuclear lover,

any treachery is magnified infinitely,

to treason, to perfidy,

beyond reason,

and I react

exponentially.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat

 

 

 

 

 

post-soviet_

Everything’s compromised,

body, soul, objects.

Imposed hopelessness

pervades my being

and doing.

Time, people, society:

I am stripped naked

and tortured,

gleefully

onlookers cheer.

Futility overtakes,

I give up the race.

 

©SvetkaSamizdat