Poetry from Mykyta Ryzhykh

Spits

Little girl from my school 

Beating a teddy bear with a belt

The toys are bashfully silent

The sun is still shining through the window

Parents will come home from work soon

2

He says that sperm must be swallowed

His cum tastes as dirty as his armpits

He likes to call his dick big and shove it in my mouth

His wife probably doesn’t know that I’m blowing her husband

His dick is as dirty as his words

He likes to call gays fagots, it’s supposedly sexy

He can’t even imagine how much sperm his wife tried

I can’t even imagine how often a husband kisses his wife on the lips after adultery

Love is a raw chop seasoned with pepper

But like a madman I still believe that someone in this world truly knows how to love

3

Greenery does not ask the night whether it is worth growing

The baby wants to sleep in a green carpet of grass

But the baby falls asleep in the green glass of time

The future is spit and we are drowned

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