Because

Because

-Svetlana Yefimenko

Because I peeled the sun
But couldn’t swallow the seeds,
Because there won’t be truth
Where there can be music,
Sudden spurs thrust into
My shivering retreat
Dictated the terms:
Surrender at discretion.
A shot, brown sparrow plunging.
Still seven o’clock.
But then death looked at me
And saw its unimportance.

I feel my unshared body
As tense and eager striving,
Coveting just rain, just light.
Since I’m a coward and a thief,
I must obey the laws of flowers.

Between myself and vastness,
There is only reaching,
This -- for me,
And I -- from this.

And then?  And then tranquility.
Or the austere profile of pain.
Well, then it must be pain.

"But let's say he was right."

For God's sake, don't.  I'm tired.

Coffee Shop

Coffee Shop

Irreligious

Irreligious