Archive for the ‘Perspektiva’ Category

3D Glasses

Writing’s on the wall,

or maybe it’s in your mind…

(isn’t everything?)


(To be continued…)








Porträt einer Frau mit Schleier

She wears the headcovering,

a statement of faith and modesty,

as her full breasts

strain the fabric of her sweater (so sexy!).

Modern woman pleases everyone!


(To be continued…)








Nazi Mutt

Your dog is a bourgeois conceit,

a sad power play, an exercise in ego massage and dominance.

So, no: I do not want to smile, clap or congratulate

the mutt on its cuteness or loyalty.

Your dog is nothing but a tool.

No “s’il vous plait”, I herewith demand:

Take the cur and it’s shit away!


(To be continued…)








Beyoncé Pours $20K Champagne Into Hot-Tub

I despise rich Russian scum,

they think they can do anything,

and they *do*,

trampling all asunder,

as if god’s “chosen”,

easing vague memories

of Stalinist excesses

with pious consumerist decadence.

They know they are disliked,

but they don’t give a shit,

time’s too precious for that,

keen awareness of transience:

today’s king, tomorrow’s Romanov

(we can hope).


Despicable scum, indeed,

exploitative, lying, thieving criminals,

the worst form of prostitute,

rather like their compatriots,

the English, and Chinese,

Americans, French, Iranians, and on…

… People (fallen, debauched, empowered),

now there’s a story!


(To be continued…)








Drain 2

We’re all waiting to see the film that will change our lives (for the better).

… Inspirational, enlightening, life-affirming.

Still waiting and tired,

yet hopeful,

we’re inclined to watch trash (for time being).

Alas, increasingly, dulled, it seems,

our expectations lower, we relent,

accepting more and more shit.

… Entertainment?


(To be continued…)








R Pipes 2

Well, let’s do our best tomorrow.

Like, c’est la vie, we can’t change history.

But, alas, the historian can.


(To be continued…)









Op Priboi Vagon

Somebody’s dream,

blissful, ethereal view.

Another’s nightmare,

living, solidly true.

(To be continued…)









They tell me:


*I’m* the oddity.








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.








1st Ave (3)

Big city, behind the façade,

social history gives a different portrayal,

human betrayals which money can’t hide…

Like scum and cream,

blood, dirt, anger, hurt

rise to the surface,

best and worst,

mediocrity and primal,


Greed and freedom,

fear of exploitation,


life wasted,

mob mentality rules…

Humanity burning,

out of and into control,

New York City cauldron.