OK… a leper supports a leper.
Salt is salt and pepper is pepper.
Nobody argues with fever or grippe.
Why can’t we forgive any casual slip?
Nobody is perfect. Nobody is ideal.
We should be liberal. We should be genteel.
We all are infected by Virus of Writing.
We should be friends… why are we fighting?
P.S. I open the new category ‘Guest Posts’.
Welcome, my dear incurable friends! Just write me!
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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I hated sitting on nannies’ knees at my kindergarten. Unfortunately, they just adored to paw at me and fondle me with their fat hands. So, I was forced to play on the defensive. And the fact that the attack is the best defense, I knew too…
‘What do you want to be when you grow up, baby?’
‘A forensic expert. Like my father…’ I was saying always and clapping with my big blue eyes…
I was climbing down from their knees by myself. And I knew that I would be free until the end of the day. I would not be caught and be tortured by stupid questions and milk porridge. After this I was hiding under the table.
I was taking ‘Gray’s Anatomy’ and was scanning pictures. Yes… The truth is a very effective tool… This was one of the first rules I learned.
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014
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
© All rights reserved 2014
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
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
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