Inevitability is so close.
There are many words and little sense.
I realize that it’s an overdose,
but less can’t make me truly tense.
It’s easy. Just deny all natural laws.
Let it flow through your dry inside.
Inevitability is so close…
Just trust yourself to its wide tide.
The end of agonizing suspense.
There are few words and a lot of sense.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015
A wind horse gallops
on the fields of dreams with ease.
You crave for riding
but you cannot get your tongue
around its authentic name.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015
I took lessons of humility
from the worn roadside stones.
Nothing can teach civility
so well as the shattered bones.
That’s why my posture is queenly
and my manners are aesthetic.
Your sense of beauty knows so keenly
when reality is prosthetic.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2015
Its motions are chary and deft.
Stitch by stitch. Right to left.
I’m a warp. You’re a weft.
Time weaves a life canvas.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014
The first one lost his wing in a fire.
The second one – because of the car crash.
They both were ordered to retire.
They could rest and get the layoff pay in cash.
But… Every, every fucking day
The amputees hug and become dipterous.
They soar in the sky, keep an eye, curse and pray…
They’re on duty. Guardian angels never are ‘EX -’
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014
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