I’ve gotten used to feeling you
As memory above me.
I have been skinned and it’s new flesh
That has grown on meat.
How does it feel to live with you imprinted on my skin?
You strangle me, I cry and beg.
Your touch rips me within.
The fear awakens inside me –
Sensation I’m used to.
It’s not your hands and not your chest yet all I feel is you.
My tears dried off, but pain won't cease.
The wound won’t ever close.
It permanently stained my life – I pray it curses yours.
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29 Jun 2023
Волга
В твоих глазах еще не иссякла
Любовь к другим людям
В словах твоих слышу: их призраки
Обо мне судят.
Объятиями теплыми можно согреть ли
Любовь, охладевшую в руках чужих?
Когда я шепчу тебе ночью,
Меня ты слышишь или их?
И словно туман над Волгой ложится,
Ложусь я в твою постель.
Июнь и палящее солнце не скроют
В сердце сырую метель.
Надолго они останутся с нами?
Уйдут ли когда-то они?
Как много людей в отношениях будет?
Посчитай еще и моих.
И сбившись со счета,
как сбитый пульс мой,
Мы взглянем в глаза друг друга.
Увидишь ли ты, что в душе моей тоже
Вьюга?
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29 Jun 2023
Room
24.04.2023
I sit in a room meant for two
On my bed there’s a place for you
There’s a hollowness in my head
How many tears for you have I shed?
And again for a moment I have you
And again you come back to me
When it’ll be over
How much will it pain me to live?
Without you I cannot eat
Without you I cannot breathe
Without you I feel so lost
Having you comes with a cost
It’s amount that I am willing to pay
What more do you want me to say?
What more can I do?
So the dream of you will come true?
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9 Mar 2023
Relief
Like a poem you spread
On a sheet facing me.
Luring in with your shape,
Blurring my dignity.
As I stare I can feel
Myself pulling in.
War is over before
It could even begin.
And I beg on my knees,
Crying tears of relief.
Like a poem my mind
You so willingly leave.
In a fog I am now,
Gently facing my bliss.
Your voice and your shape
I’ll so severely miss.
Daring you to come back
I ram my face with my fist,
Till my skin has gone black,
Till you’re gone with the mist .
I can’t hear you no more,
Nothing, even a whisper…!
And the sheet facing me
Bears no scar, but a blister.
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