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Hey, grandma, barf!

Her eyeballs are like swimmers
Deep are her teats
Her thighs are wide
Striped and soft
Her pussy is hairy
Hairy and dense
Her tits are like a shovel
Like a shovel from a bush
 
Her ass is fatty
Fatty and fat
Her lips are like cotton
Just like frost water
Her hands are offset
Offset like temples
Her wonders are obnoxious
Her bellies are like sands
 
Her skin is Molozhava [a polish city]
Nostriled and nearby
Her fingers are like a cobra’s
Fingers howl, such fingers
Here self pissing burki murki
Grandma trench mardyuka
Like in a leather coat
They float out of a bag
 

Those who search for meaning

A layer of ice has covered my pants
Like whiteness, like silence
My palms are crawling in glue
Like spiders, like clouds
My mind has reached a dead end
It bored me to death like day and night
So I threw it away somewhere
Like a boomerang, like female moaning
 
Your logic makes me want to vomit
Your logic makes me want to vomit
If you search for meaning - look up at the sky and see your eyes
 
I stood up and discovered I was dead
Like a mausoleum, like a rifle
Passerby are going to the election
Sheets in hand, hooray in mouth
On the streets the punks are rampant
Driven by shame and genocide
Bodies roam the streets
They are sick, they stink
 
Your logic makes me want to vomit
Your logic makes me want to vomit
If you search for meaning - look up at the sky and see your eyes
 
Dragonflies are attacking a plane
High above in the middle of the day
Factories are generating tar
To feed the revered saints
I climb deep into my brain
But there’s a wall ahead
All I believe in is my nonexistence
Among all nothingness
 
Your logic makes me want to vomit
Your logic makes me want to vomit
If you search for meaning - look up at the sky and see your eyes
 

Dog

I saw a dog
She had ears
And big eyes
And a little chain around her neck
And a stubby tail
Sticking out of her bottom
Was something very similar
To hopelessness
And she didn’t even bark
She laughed softly instead
And I broke out laughing
And then suddenly cried
And the dog let out a howl
All sickly and horrifying
And then I curled up next to her
And the dog died
And hopelessness even stopped
Sticking out of her bottom
 

The pediatrician said nunya

The pediatrician said “nunya”
Gleb Matveich said “totally”
Frol Mikhailych said “said”
John Tamarych said “totally”
Lev Abramych said “non stop”
We said “no pasaran”
Klalafuda said “hoi!”
Someone once again said “totally”
 
Bonifacius said “kaya”
Door said “close me”
Kuzya UO said “to be honestly”
I said and I totally
 
The kind uncle said “suit”
Bodhisattva said “raisin”
Grandma Misha said “ro”
I thought about it and decided to keep quiet
 
Even a coat
C’est la vie pourquois
Perhaps, G.O.
 

Fog

Fog, fog, gray shroud
Far-far away, there is war behind fogs
There are battles without us, but we aren't guilty
We are chained to ground by fog
Air workers of war
 
Fog, fog, on the past, on the yore
Far-far away, there is our home behind fogs
And in frontline dugout we see dreams about childhood
It looks like we all mature early
Air workers of war
 
Fog-fog, enveloped ground again
Far-far away, there is love behind fogs
Brides will wait us long from the foreign land
Not all will return from flight
Air workers of war
 
Air workers of war
Air workers of war
Air workers of war