Category Archives: POEMS

an Idol

To be talented is not a simple way.
You must prove your endowments every day.
You want to sleep… You need a little idle…
Nobody cares. All crave you, fucking IDOL!

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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a True poem

A true poem shouldn’t be read aloud.
It should be born in a low-priced inn,
It should be written on a paper napkin,
It should be crumpled and straightway
It should be burned in the ashtray…

A true poem shouldn’t be read aloud.

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014

Nascence

Hush! Don’t break this transparent jiffy!
Its existence is so iffy…

Like a drop that touches the water edge.
Like a wind that sings in the withered sedge.
Like somebody who puts a hand on your shoulder…
The jiff is a breaker. The jiff is a moulder.

I always ask myself during such nascence –
Can I adopt my life experience?

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014

I’m a tramp and a junkie

I’m a tramp and a junkie. I’m a good cuss!
I use my mouth only for an abundance of curse!
If you show a malevolent act or hubris to my person
You will quiver in a moment, you fucking whoreson!
I always apply a vetted way to the scurvy assholes.
My fist makes more even-keeled every dull troll.

In general, I’m a pacifist and adore little pups.
They are very funny after doses of drugs!

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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Butoh

I mask the shadows under my eyes with coal.
I hide the paleness of my face under chalk.
I turn my broken movements into Butoh.
I’d gotten a pirate version of my life.
My being is counterfeit.
I’m a bug…

You look at me with unreserved admiration. You love my speaking glance, my noble pallor and my grotesque dance. You don’t know that it’s not a performance. You can’t guess that it’s my life. By the way… I keep the installation file still.

Do you want to try it?

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014