09 December 2022

Ukraine by Mykyta Ryzhykh

As a child
I did not understand the meaning of the words emancipation devaluation 
     evacuation but now
I am an adult and
I want to cry at the sight of children who have known the meaning of these 
     words since childhood

exhausted by memory
stained by memories
the birds will not return after wintering

scream so loud that the forest hears
be silent as caustically as only air can
touch the vast flesh of the water with your hand
miserly e-clouds float inside a template email

today is the best day to translate a poem into the language of trees
or learn the facial expressions of stones
people gather around a tall pillar to learn the language of death
today the witch will be burned on this pillar

the universe is snow-winter
one day we will fall into the grave
slowly like snowflakes

I want to congratulate you on your return
For the twentieth year in a row
I meet the first snow as a friend

a man sits under a bush
a man without a home sits under a bush
this mans house is a bush
temple of the forest

Вead of dead
Farewell took place
The rain gave water to drink
Further there will be stone calm
What makes me obedient
Leash and leather mask
Sweet bone from a dream
Clear water of submission
We all want love
I want to be a puppy and love

cartoons about painted animals resemble an empty shop window
zoos with real animals resemble a showcase with minced meat
and intestines and the bloody stench of a corpse
a world of strange balance

every night dictators take golden guns out of the safe and suck
guns reciprocate

There's a void inside of us that can't be filled with porn movies
There is an emptiness inside of us that needs to be filled
A jug from the human body broken into fragments of time
The clay from which we were created softened
The earthenware jug of man is silent
Everything has already been said

We soared into the sky in the form of steam
Will we be able to return to earth?

The white cat of my younger sister is afraid and hides under a canopy
Every time it rains from the sky

Scourge on the muscles
Prick in the eye
Dead bird
Burnt drawing
Decaffeinated coffee
Life without electricity
You are my love you are my mortal war

Boy without a soul
Boy without a body
skinless boy
The snake boy who shed his skin
Now lives far beyond the forests that have grown after the tearful rain 
     of parting

Hate Portfolio
The ship of misfortune
slime minutes
Integration of meanings
Cultural Approbation
Damn historical process
Every time I die inside me when little kids play toy soldiers

god's assistant
with nobility in hand
makes rapists and maniacs

She will come to me tomorrow
She will be called love
Love of a living being to a living being
She will prick with bristles
She will breastfeed
Love does not know what we call it love
She will look for her name everywhere
She will be the life of all
Love will undermine all the stars in the sky
She doesn't know what the future is
She doesn't want the future to come
Oh love we'll all suffocate without you in the electric sky of wires        

The clear lake cried bird tears
Waterfalls poured down from the sky
A flower grew without a genus without a tribe

The hours have passed
The seconds flew by incredibly fast.
The sky burned or the sunset burned

There was a woman in the mirror of the water
And to the right of the woman was a lake
To her left waterfalls roared

Geometric figures of silence crawled out over the woman's head
The dead ascended to heaven and touched the stars with their heads

air swallows me and I get inside the pump
it's dark but dry
my soul's cheeseburger is stripped of any sauce
I want to drink
this pump pumps air after a nuclear explosion

the white bird turns into snow
and jumps from a height
onto the black earth

this morning my heart became a bird
unfortunately this bird turned out to be dead and ate my soul

the cemetery guard refused to let me in

then the cannon fired into the sky and wept bullets
it so happened that life is now worse than death
my heart skillfully love in vain