By: Mykyta Ryzhykh

The mouse gnaws time
The train kisses silence

The night seems surprisingly calm
The siren of the air alarm has become a habit

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pregnant with death
executioners with
the eyes of the night
give birth to silence

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A gentle wind
Рlays with the leaves
Leaf has no choice

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bird stuck in the clouds
feet drowned in puddles
time falls apart
in my eyes

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the snow is back
the bird is looking for a home
among the old newspapers

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spring thunder
in the belly of nature
nature is our mother

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Unborn Jesus cries because
he will not be crucified

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orange joy in the snow
small trees are shivering in the cold
small children die in a warm bed

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he cut off his leg so that people would finally love him
but only field mice are capable of endless love (and then depending on the presence of the necessary hormones)

black cat plays with a dead mouse just for fun
a mouse’s half-eaten corpse is lying in the middle of the road

lipless pigeons kiss on a branch of a felled tree
anti-tank ditches devour the remains of legs

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