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@ 27.105 MHz: Soselo, Unable To Stop The Steel, 1 [Repost]
Baggy trousers, soft socks on grass or dirt---
having removed your stiff shoes and your shirt---
you basked in this warm summer's cloudless glow;
writing the poems you signed as "Soselo."
But then a tragic tempest brought confusion---
the stranglehold that Lenin's communists
imposed on Russia during Revolution,
and separated you out of yourself;
and banished your verse to some dusty shelf.
But now you haunt the Kremlin like a ghost
as that which is the worst, horrific version
of you imposes murder and coercion---
on persons named as numbers on long lists---
each morning as it smears jelly on toast.
You wonder how much longer this must last---
this demonic presence crushing you in the past;
and you are helpless to stop (this unreal
and propogandized man known as) "the steel."
Russia writhes; and you weep for what you feel.
Starward
