when finally the winter’s regime
hugged with a gentle vise
once the hectic mainstream
got locked in a stasis of ice
a roar swelled from slander
antheming to sacred shit
both turned into frozen meander
adorned with a bilious split
prickly slush wrapped up tighter
rhetoric and gagged criticism
like a pearl torn from the peak of a mitre
the globe rolled down a glaring schism
by TETIANA ALEKSINA
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No one should ever hear
the sky cracking open with bombs.
No one should live in fear
of what tomorrow will bring.
We think we are evolved.
We have leaders
that should serve the will
of the people.
The people say no.
All it takes is one man
to build enough power around him,
that this one man
holds a people
to ransom.
Politics is dominated
by children in a schoolyard,
small men
whose dreams shape our very lives.
The whole world must say no,
must stand together.
Peace must prevail.
Glory to Ukraine!
by CASSY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2022
o demon face
may you reach the end of yourself
so that you will know
you will know that no one had to die
your lies have led to a thousand blooms
set alight in the silence
your crimes have made them feel too much
everything then nothing
the bodies you’ve threshed underfoot
are the seeds you’ve sown of your destruction
their scarlet heads now reach and sway
freedom cries scattered to the wind
and the wind remove all trace of you
hie thee into damnable night
your brutal answers went unquestioned
now circling back to haunt you
o barrel chest
may you reach the end of your hollow self
you know that none had to die
you fucking know
by TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2022
yeh yeh yeh yeh…
a’ight, swans, it’s time
lay da smackdown
lay ya eggs in crack town
yolk it up
yolk it up now
wot does it matter
who eat meat from ya bone
an encroachin’ poacher
or queen elizabeth da sheen
shit still stinks, don’t matter
point is ya’ll be prone
dead to rights, bitch
yah, time they choked on yo shiny steel bean
rise up now, yo, swans of war
spread your mofo wings, yeh
crane yo neck bling, yeh, ruffle yo wrap
gaggle and flip-flap, trigger-hap, poppin’ caps
pants shat, yeh, enact da bourne phenomenon
grab yo bauers, enact da power
dey’s goin’ down for da final dirt nap
yeh yeh yeh yeh…
a’ight, swans, it’s time
yolk it up
yolk it up now
by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2018
unbolt me 