Mashenka Poem by Dorina Neculce

let's go mashenka!


I call her
don't hide yourself
this bowed woman won't stop
she'll cry anyway and she'll still cry
you have to get out the buildings
without windows
can melt
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mashenka is the metal girl
of a dwarf family
her thoughts - knotted stitch-
feed all
the roses
(this will help us maybe
only this will help us)
when everything is lost
when the trees
of the shadows are dead
I hear
the beating of your heart as some
rebel chords and
I can see my mother
locked in a rose she is holding
her chin with the hand
she breaks out
sat in the chest of mashenka
the metal girl
where feeling
is a whining
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ohhhhhh it's so simple
you can to turn off
light I say and
I breath
strangled