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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.