SOMEBODY ELSE`S CHEEKS ON SITE
From Eugen Yonesco
Feel free to come in and make yourself at home,
This is the last mint
in our time.
Do you feel the pleasant smell of charcoal?
You have great protruding cheekbones,
visible profile of the nose
and lips as a form of buttocks
cracked ripe peaches.
On your face we will pour hot wax
the delightful molded relief
You will be immortal
and melodic jingle in his pockets,
in the hands of sellers in the market,
the hands of street beggars
and little children who want candy.
Bravely just underlay your cheek.
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Houst our dear volunteers
what`s left of last night`s visitation
blacksmith during the storm breaks,
pay him completely
and follow the curves and trim
some preserve their precious cheeks
and winning profile
until the next inflation ancient Slavs.
On the bill to add my hair
and determined look
with a slight hint of ancient Egypt.
under the large numbers
push my name.
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beautiful face we have to print,
I`m just not sure
Did i short monologues
in strong dramatic dialogues,
because you did not you say anything.