Lev Brekhman Poems

'Want sex? ' - a sticker on a car.
Why not, if it is safe...
If not, it can for life you mark,
So don't be too brave.
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Slightly offended by shortness of it,
Looks at himself in her eyes.
Heavenly better than 'beating the meat',
And hellishly strident were cries.
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It does not make the least impression
Upon the course of any life -
Serenité, or rabid passion:
The end is always, always rife…
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Eternity of rhythms,
Eternity of bodies.
The food for any myth,
Even very bloody.
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Just seconds, in your whole life,
Maybe three hours, all told.
They tear you, the sweetest knife,
Oblivion comes, an all-encompassing fold.
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Allergy to life
Is something like AIDS.
You won't quickly die,
But you have no space.
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Female instincts can go rampant
In the surrounding male world.
Do women prey, oh so flamboyant,
Or does this mimic, ages-old?
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Love is, of course, the strongest feeling.
It makes you try to self-induce.
But head, from happiness so reeling,
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A meeting, with future, so short:
You're glimpsing yourself in the mirror,
And a sudden desire to yourself abort.
Not ever to live in this horror,
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