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Duma

Seek early repose A fonted vacuum to the chamber Bludgeoned by the nerves English chapter for peace Cham cards for witnessing view A style of sorry, for the eightlands war No forgiving men, for up and clear to- dismembered in reason What seeks no real- But to square auction and suffering A worriless pain without misery Approchement from the North Fixing sixty fever- Where to the self And proper comrade- You are not East German Or American. Putin- who of a spare on your Bible To notice Harvard and spill blood The umbrella of fever sits you here Thou shall not want- In strange days of unrelief And sick for the saviour, who isn’t, By the way, Marrakesh Strobing all war And plans to unsin After children are bulldozed Rain to your effect And gifts for the healer- Santa Claus but backward Suppers of mud and river torrent An honest rock at sea Bears your name of the desert Walleye few Killing forward A mass of Arams, and bankrupt- To the hearing you offered- In sin to the afraid, As you speak one ambulance And forgivelessness call A hack to the teeth in separation Ukraine’s someone- Yours, perhaps- Gifts in fashion But no And not ever It is filth without rain And slandered to the toe A tiny republic And a small, little man- Even I know your hearse And to the knees- You are seen The last patient of worry Bubonic breath And gone

Long live Ukraine- And a Russia without Putin.