title: in private
body: but in public?
oink: anti Faroe Isles
      rhetoric.

i'm exhausted... whatever is happening
in Europe... ******* funnel
of the continents...
my favourite lady came by...
i was holding her in my arms
in the sunlight... endearing her naked
feet with my hands... warming them...
she clenched her feet around my fingers
like... a hawk might ask for
a manicure of the nails...
  
        rejection... well... you build a stomach
for that sort of ****...
now the Turkish ******* is sending me
selfies...
           i told her: i get paid at the end
of the month...
i'm expecting another rejection
just because i gave her the wrong sort of
attention... i'm already rummaging
in the forest at night...
         have i lost my shadow?
who am i looking at?

just the intro from: ghost's song zenith...
i sent her a selife in return...
duck-lips... glasses...
a picture of a constellation...
of spring blossom...
again... if i get rejected by a *******...
that'll be the end of me...

the affairs of Ukraine... as a ******?
why would i give a ****?
am i?
supposed to?
UPA... the massacre of Polacks
in Volhynia & Eastern Galicia...
           i don't care...
**** it... let the Russians come... tease
the ineffectuality of the western democracies
a little... tease them...
i'll care more for Romanians...
Moldovans...
            Ukrainians?! give us back L'vov!
*******: KACAPY!             КAЦAПЫ!
they write their cheap-*** Greek...
to hell with them... the Zaporizhian host:
Khmelnystky... Ukraine can burn for all i care...
i just care that i'm the would be uncle
of Malvina... that she got to see the sun
while i folded my hands around her bare feet...
i drew a circle with my finger...
she drew an iota...
omicron for an iota... fair enough...
she then pointed at the colours red...
yellow... while sitting on my bed...
how else would you talk to a toddler?!
     i'm just glad this ******* is sending my selfies...
i already sent her a picture of spring bloom...
and rainbow chrysanthemums...
but you know something is up...
if the hood-winks are staging a proxy war
on the door-steps of Europe...
something ridiculous must have happened
out in the west...
something so horrifyingly obvious that
it just can't be denied...
   not discovered... or... shunned...
          something so ******* obnoxious
that... it can't be left... just so...
without a war... well...
to reap what you sow... no?