Poetry from Mykyta Ryzhykh

Hol(e)y things

1

List of children’s wishes

List of naive wishes

In his failure to stop global warming

Santa shot himself in the head with a candy gun

Winter continues

This is nuclear winter

2

Debut of the groin dictionary

Words of loud silence

He comes out to meet you

The bushes become overgrown with the color of the night

He’s trying to push you against the wall

He needs your overgrown hole

And the rain is watching from above

Your forced muteness is intertwined with moisture

Scream

Scream

Nobody hears

Shut up

Shut up

Everyone hears everything

And the night turns red

The pharmacy is not open at night

The gynecology department is closed at night

3

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

Aаааааааааааааааааааа

Aааааааааааааааа

Aааааааааа

Aааааа

Aаа

Now only satan can help us

4

Seven marble suns have died in the last week

Seven tin gods have burst in the last week

Seven donkeys with gifts from the Magi have been torn apart in the last week

Seven sulfur streams have soared into the air in the last week

Seven days have passed in the last week

Seven people have disappeared in the last week

Seven babies were born in the last week

A state of emergency has been declared seven times in the last week

In the last week seven numbers have become uncountable

No one has been resurrected in the last week

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