Time

Memory, century, past. 55 poems.

01 And how old you are — doesn't matter — And how old you are — doesn't matter — those years are long gone. The past is screwed into thoughts, like curlers worn… MMXXVI
02 What did the Aztecs sing when What did the Aztecs sing when their dancing God was dying? They burned in the light, dropped mountains, drank rivers, w… MMXXVI
03 Google, build a road Google, build a road to the living, forgotten God. And it answers — Four Oh Four: a ban on dreaming of the marvellous,… MMXXVI
04 Red, like a brand in memory, — Red, like a brand in memory, — Shameful, but bright. White wants to be left alone. Black grabs tight, flooding every th… MMXXVI
05 With scissors out of the fog I cut out With scissors out of the fog I cut out origami - carefully drawing out lines and intricate images of the past into some… MMXXV
06 The trees stood in a queue — The trees stood in a queue — to drop their leaves — obediently to freeze in the autumn, to stop grabbing air — To halt.… MMXXV
07 I feel sick from them the way I do from I feel sick from them the way I do from mother's milk - it hasn't gone down for me in about forty years. That day I wok… MMXXV
08 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
09 Caught myself on the thought, that I haven't eaten for three, Caught myself on the thought, that I haven't eaten for three, or maybe four weeks homemade, straight out of childhood,… MMXXV
10 There, where there was a Home There, where there was a Home yesterday, straw smoulders to the tune of a round dance, that Freedom — feminine gender —… MMXXV
11 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
12 And what do you even need this truth for? Better to take And what do you even need this truth for? Better to take a bare wire in your teeth, on a tongue made of words put up lo… MMXXV
13 You'll die for me, fixing your bangs. You'll die for me, fixing your bangs. Forgetting words past you in trousers will walk the clouds, and the neighbour fro… MMXXV
14 Extremes Sat on the couch. Scream. Extremes Sat on the couch. Scream. Yesterday detox, Today into Shchi. Sit quiet, Don't tremble — These are Extremes. Go… MMXXV
15 I stopped writing: as if, I hadn't existed I stopped writing: as if, I hadn't existed not yesterday, not today. And it went empty between the window and the chair… MMXXIV
16 You will be hated by the living, You will be hated by the living, who lived alongside you, and walked on past. And those who died – for no reason or for… MMXXIV
17 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
18 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
19 A high-voltage song straight into your ears, tune in to the wave A high-voltage song straight into your ears, tune in to the wave and carefully listen to the current. Shake the sky, sc… MMXXII
20 The cat went missing, a dog turned up. Life — a skew off the norm: you can roll off with no wheels The cat went missing, a dog turned up. Life — a skew off the norm: you can roll off with no wheels onto the wrong road.… MMXXII
21 And the phosphorus burning in bones, and the sharp dirk of thought will help, while I'm a guest at yours, And the phosphorus burning in bones, and the sharp dirk of thought will help, while I'm a guest at yours, to steal, ste… MMXXII
22 You see, how they burn in the night and pour light out You see, how they burn in the night and pour light out over the stars, dancing the boogie-woogie in freshly pressed dre… MMXXII
23 People are like islands: White sand will greet you, but in fact it's water all over the place: People are like islands: White sand will greet you, but in fact it's water all over the place: a drain for sharp rocks… MMXXII
24 I walked on Primrose. It was Dusk. On the hill that here I walked on Primrose. It was Dusk. On the hill that here is called just — Hill. A steam engine hooted Out of sirens and… MMXXII
25 I'll brush the paranoia off, Without eating a single pill, I'll chase it down with time, I'll brush the paranoia off, Without eating a single pill, I'll chase it down with time, Sit the past on my knees. But… MMXXII
26 For hundreds of years one and the same question Who we really are For hundreds of years one and the same question Who we really are A stump, a mouse's tail Or people of great faith? We… MMXXII
27 Smashing into constellations on the march, night is late for the visit. today it got a century older, Smashing into constellations on the march, night is late for the visit. today it got a century older, the pond round th… MMXXII
28 In the darkness that never once saw a morning The rays of a black sun Reminded me of gleam, the shimmer of mother-of-pearl, In the darkness that never once saw a morning The rays of a black sun Reminded me of gleam, the shimmer of mother-of-pe… MMXXII
29 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
30 Stop the taxi. I'm getting out. Or a bit wider Stop the taxi. I'm getting out. Or a bit wider open the window. Where are you taking me? An hour ago right where I need… MMXX
31 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
32 On the clock - a quarter to three, I have just turned On the clock - a quarter to three, I have just turned five minutes short of eternity. I saw how in a dance a candle fla… MMXX
33 The skyscrapers swayed smoothly, Straining dejectedly The skyscrapers swayed smoothly, Straining dejectedly Upward. Beneath them cathedrals Frowned. It was January in the ci… MMXX
34 We all look like museums of fears, we go on judging We all look like museums of fears, we go on judging by the colour of skin, we put on a pious face, and at the same time… MMXX
35 Can I ask you straight out, Not over vodka? I doubt I'll destroy you with this. Can I ask you straight out, Not over vodka? I doubt I'll destroy you with this. These trends of what's going on Have ro… MMXX
36 He's like a thief in a desert land, steeped He's like a thief in a desert land, steeped in dunes to the point of stupor, he steals in the garnet-and-sand afterglow… MMXX
37 Yesterday you stopped Eating for breakfast Good thoughts Yesterday you stopped Eating for breakfast Good thoughts You were left one On one with this Virus of words. Your dreams… MMXX
38 And grabbing air so hard that gills come out, And grabbing air so hard that gills come out, you catch with your mouth the Cosmos's icy freeze. Throat in a knot, With… MMXX
39 Neither white nor black, Nor pockets full of immortality: If only a shot of something fresh Neither white nor black, Nor pockets full of immortality: If only a shot of something fresh For ordinary heirs of the g… MMXX
40 And there I stand smoke-soaked, surplus And there I stand smoke-soaked, surplus on the shoulder of memory before the Almighty. Without a hint of smoke, having… MMXX
41 You flip through days — behind them people, and somewhere far off, You flip through days — behind them people, and somewhere far off, like a hive lives stirred up, in a moment dreams cut… MMXX
42 In the days, When fingers wove like vine, Where across the rooftops walked In the days, When fingers wove like vine, Where across the rooftops walked Eyes undiluted by alcohol The ground slid aw… MMXVII
43 Dazzlingly white The snow drops peaks from the sky. Piercingly howls Dazzlingly white The snow drops peaks from the sky. Piercingly howls The milky desert's Eternal race of ice. It blinds… MMXVII
44 You're curious, like, what am I up to? What difference does it actually make? Because only in your head am I a troublemaker. You're curious, like, what am I up to? What difference does it actually make? Because only in your head am I a troublem… MMXVII
45 How deep into a person's consciousness To fill up the virtual world. To become the centre of the digital age, How deep into a person's consciousness To fill up the virtual world. To become the centre of the digital age, To find o… MMXVII
46 The tenth prophecy in the distance, The spirituality of a business society? A fair distribution of wealth The tenth prophecy in the distance, The spirituality of a business society? A fair distribution of wealth Without extra… MMXVII
47 Provocative speeches Pull at the tongue To pick the question up Provocative speeches Pull at the tongue To pick the question up And heave the load onto your shoulders. The growl of co… MMXVII
48 Measured breathing, The load of a long distance. Gradual getting used to it Measured breathing, The load of a long distance. Gradual getting used to it And a reboot. A state of meditation. Smooth… MMXVII
49 A crime against nature. Too grandiose, is it..? Anticipating the features of the breed A crime against nature. Too grandiose, is it..? Anticipating the features of the breed It's no joy waiting for your sha… MMXVII
50 I laid out a garden Of living stones A coral façade I laid out a garden Of living stones A coral façade Of bright shadows. Of the sea's depth A storm of shades. The light… MMXVII
51 An icy, ragged, lashing word Tore off the crown of leaves. Spoiled the weightless. An icy, ragged, lashing word Tore off the crown of leaves. Spoiled the weightless. Poured Tin into it. Can this really… MMXVII
52 Kakitsubata — What kind of beast are you? Lightning-quick, Kakitsubata — What kind of beast are you? Lightning-quick, Steeped in thunderstorm from head to toe! Why do you climb i… MMXVII
53 How hard it is to meet kind eyes At rush hour, and in an overpacked carriage Hoping the crowd won't chew you up How hard it is to meet kind eyes At rush hour, and in an overpacked carriage Hoping the crowd won't chew you up And you… MMXVII
54 The sharp razor of reason with one dangerous stroke Recut the soul's achievements. The sharp razor of reason with one dangerous stroke Recut the soul's achievements. The year turned into lost time, And… MMXVII
55 To live, The instinct of self-preservation To jam without mercy To live, The instinct of self-preservation To jam without mercy To breathe over the abyss, To burn out with no result,… MMXVII

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