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Solitude
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poems carrying this word
01
Silence calls You
Silence calls You by name, when you watch in the metro a Silent Film — A waiter in the grand manner nods toward Your se…
MMXXV
02
Silence — is also a text. Keeping quiet
Silence — is also a text. Keeping quiet jams the syntax of the yell. Years went by — there was no way out of this way i…
MMXXV
03
There logic Smashes Against some kind of
There logic Smashes Against some kind of Subcutaneous chemistry — She read All my poems — can you imagine? — And blocke…
MMXXV
04
I today am writing
I today am writing only to you The Most Important Lines… And you look at them, thinking to yourself, The fuck for?.. to…
MMXXV
05
In white blossom the birches opened out. You thought,
In white blossom the birches opened out. You thought, that it would be stylish, to smear across this bark with rock sal…
MMXXIV
06
Sometimes my throat hurts, but not so much, that it's a big deal. In places it's wildly boring,
Sometimes my throat hurts, but not so much, that it's a big deal. In places it's wildly boring, But if you weigh it up,…
MMXXIV
07
I'm like a dead god, — truly out of nowhere, on the right – wretched,
I'm like a dead god, — truly out of nowhere, on the right – wretched, on the left – like a dried barracuda. I don't see…
MMXXIV
08
Those very white snows night after night soundlessly
Those very white snows night after night soundlessly burned under the moon and remembered the cold of winter's antibodi…
MMXXII
09
You turned into someone else's block. Darkness shorted the street lamp out, and it, throwing crackle around,
You turned into someone else's block. Darkness shorted the street lamp out, and it, throwing crackle around, was going…
MMXXII
10
In your stairwell the bulbs are always smashed. Apparently that's how someone
In your stairwell the bulbs are always smashed. Apparently that's how someone hides an insides turned inside out. Thoug…
MMXX
11
Rain falls inside the fridge. Puddles are scattered all over the flat. I decided you won't find me among them
Rain falls inside the fridge. Puddles are scattered all over the flat. I decided you won't find me among them And hung…
MMXX
12
Tell me about yourself. I've forgotten about people. Among the white shards
Tell me about yourself. I've forgotten about people. Among the white shards Of the ice of dead seas. Tell me about home…
MMXVII
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