How do they pierce you, such a carcass?
Just come in, insolent, nest destroyer -
You already see at once whose soul he is.
You are an experienced diagnostician.
Yes, he is always beautiful, always bad,
Composition, perhaps, close to the heavenly manna.
And you sit a golden flea
In his empty, leaky pocket -
Glare into your eyes with your priceless horseshoe -
All smaller than a pin, thinner than a second hand,
It’s warmest to hand - under his jacket,
The tastiest thing is to drag from his plate;
All give him presents,
Sculpt him figures
Become stearic cinder,
Solar morons.
Sea sand, laughing gas,
Pressed warm air -
It’s like the lights went out in the city
And the sky is in five-carat stars.
And without it you start to chill,
Whine a puppy, howl with a cast-iron gong,
And then he says - you can’t be
Such a child.
It becomes extremely polite and adequate.
Exaggeratedly sweet and a bit.
And then you wheeze - okay, that's enough.
I do not want it so.
There is no change from your bills.
Sitting in the corner, drinking chivas:
Well, I knew how to mean so much -
And forgot how.
Again in a circle, it was all the same,
It's time, it's time to be smarter
You can lay out these boys
Rock garden.
All your words will be handed out for free
And then they will take them to a flea market.
Again wrote, silly, two sheets,
When I could manage and hokku.
April 21, 2007.