The decency.
With relation to the horizon I am a walking vertical.
I justify it by standing in a line of the same lines
near a coffee boot.
I will certainly be punished for behaving differently
from the ideal of straightness.
I pretend not to understand that
'there' coffee is not sold.
Closeness.
I am a cathetus that exists
in relation to location and time.
I justify myself by
the fact that it is the 21st century now,
and the ideal of a straght line is standing in a line for coffee.
The presence.
I don't imagine myself out of the lexeme 'to be'.
'not being' is not an antonym to it.
I finally don't get to decide about my accidental neighborhood.
I justify it only by the fact that
I am just a shadow of the substance
conditioned by false random light.
(c) Ana Nomaren
Translated into English by Maryna Tchianova . Written by Ana Nomaren (a poet) in Kyiv, Ukraine
Copyright © Maryna Tchianova | Year Posted 2018
Whatever the case it may be, step forth
And let me love
Who is he to judge you and I
As long as we were joined by our senses
We are prone to mistakes
Let us reunite
And act as if the lexeme yesterday
Never existed in the jargon of time
So will be last and before
Let how we overcome our impediments define us
Allow me to be the cover
And I will not without any hesitation like before
Allow you to start the chapters
Let joy and happiness take control until you and I perish