Евгений М.
1. I wish i had another dream [ГД#40]
I wish I had another dream,
Another poem to be written,
Another screwing-up machine,
Another night to be forgotten,
Another inward-looking gaze,
Another forehead on the pillow,
Another hand upon my face,
Another clobber at the mirror,
Another funny thing to say,
Another time-consuming habbit,
Another more explicit way
Of saying that I wish I hadn't.
2. Oedipus [ГД#41]
I wander to keep off the track
That I endlessly follow
Through the tunnels of leaves and bitumen trudged
To carry away and find my impalpable care
From those who think that I don't
I'm dragging myself to indifference
Cast in the panes
Of walls
that I care to touch
And feel the intimate roughness of friendship.
Sultry and hot is the sun
Of physical love
That haunts me awake to disgust
And drives me to reach for the merciful shade
Of convention,
Which makes me wander away and sick
As I crawl,
Wretched and mean,
A despicable gastropod,
Caught in the cheerless groove of thought
That I am neither to settle nor was to conceive.