The cage is open by Mykyta Ryzhykh

My stomach has reached a huge size, but nothing will be born from it
The half-life of an era is covered with indifferent ashes
People who stole air from their throats came again
These people beat the conscience out of the body and the body becomes empty (white?)

Killed foliage underfoot turns into a bird
Crunch underfoot plays chess with violence
Christ underfoot is a crunch
Does the rain of Rainer Kunze crunch the leaves-Christ underfoot or inside?

Again people come and hammer the conscience into the body as if they are pressing on the cut of a pencil
At the same time fear and despair are driven into the open belly


о mein liеbe liber
you kiss me greedily, so much so that the stars explode in the sky
dead newborn chickens and cubs drown in their shells
the cage asks the cage: where did the bird go?


you are not born again
every time you die like a flower

you grow an apple tree every time
you grow yourself every time

you take out death like a box of secrets from behind the bed
and behind him grows a completely unambiguous cemetery-unwashed

who are you?

your birds with gills and fish sleep in a handful of guests-bones
your hair is braided into questions

i love you more than air
(who gives importance to air anyway?)

i am your air that you will never know


Father built himself a house in the cemetery
Somewhere here under an unmarked grave rests a son

A newborn drowns in the future
Bloody old age grins madly

A bullet crushed a young smile
This shot to the temple will be eternal

Like an insect under a fingernail
War as a continuous suicide attempt

Bodies are nests for bullets
And the cage is open


ABOUT THE ARTIST

Winner of the international competition «Art Against Drugs», bronze medalist of the festival Chestnut House, laureate of the literary competition named after Tyutyunnik.

Published in the journals Dzvin, Dnipro, Bukovinsky journal, Tipton Poetry Journal , Stone Poetry Journal, Divot journal , dyst journal, Superpresent Magazine, Allegro Poetry Magazine, Alternate Route , Better Than Starbucks Poetry & Fiction Journal, Littoral Press , Book of Matches , on the portals Ice Floe Press, Litcenter and ‘Soloneba’, in the Ukrainian literary newspaper etc.

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