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Порно каналы спускаем в краны,
Порно моделей обратно в тоннели,
Руки помоем, в урну постели,
Ах, нихуя себе мы ахуели!
И за работу — сносим метелью,
Прем, ослепляем, как фотомодели,
Маршем на подиум Жизни с похмелья,
Ну, и Лехаим за достиженья!

Yaroslav Kulikovsky. Kiev, 2019 (c).
Part of the cycle: Poems on City Flesh and Power.

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This poem captures the shift from pornographic noise to the clarity of action. It’s a hymn to the morning reboot: flushing the channels, washing hands, stepping out into the world to get things done. It affirms the absolute right to be the hero of your own hangover. Value: Self-realization — not of an idealized self, but of a lived one, with both dirt and glory intertwined.
Короли снимали на видео
Свои пиздаватые оргии
И вручали за лучшие кадры
Премию «Соскар» в ответ.
Победила графиня Изаура
За фильм «Даная на выезде»,
А Белла Роза Спортзадовна
Вручила ей в Жизнь партбилет.

Yaroslav Kulikovsky. Kiev, 2018 (c).
Part of the cycle: Poems on City Flesh and Power

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This poem is about the power of art and the right to recognition. In a world where cameras capture everything, anyone can become the director of their own story. The protagonists are women who receive awards not for playing a role, but for the strength to be themselves. It’s a poetic triumph of self-realization — through the body, the frame, the act.
♠️ Друг другу дрочили мальчики,
Девоньки мыли уши,
И по трубам водоканальчика,
Согревались в зимнюю стужу.
Стекались к морю, дурачились,
По столу стучали стаканчики,
Вот это мы расхуячились,
ЕбАные барабанщики.

Yaroslav Kulikovsky. Kiev, 2019 (c).
Part of the cycle: Poems on City Flesh and Power

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A poem about youth without shame, bodies without borders, and friendship beyond labels. Boys, girls, music, flesh, and freedom — all mixed in a drunken, joyful Godardian comedy. This is an LGBT space where intimacy needs no justification, and everyone can simply be. There’s lightness, warmth, and the right to play.
Бета-версия дрочер-принцессы,
Была предсказуемо пресной —
Cтеклянный мозг из пластика,
Но, ты так прекрасна и тесна.
«Так трахаться будем иль трахатся?» —
Cпросил тебя твой мужчина.
«А может быть просто трахатса?» —
Ебучая чертовщина!

Yaroslav Kulikovsky. Vienna, 2022 (c).
Part of the cycle: Poems on City Flesh and Power

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A parody poem about the aesthetics of plastic sexuality in the digital age. The focus isn’t on “feelings” or “morality,” but on interfaces of pleasure. The play with language becomes a metaphor for control over body and speech.
Wages of sin?
Silence is my fantasy
A rages rainbow, to thence
A place for liberty, a peace for many...

****** mores
The pleasing said
The pleasant at form
Pious to a fault, I lead:

A promise of heaven
Through the eyes of hell
Clever as sake, I imagine an earthen
Smile, worth a quiet stare, a swallow's bell...

Awe and savior faire...
Lucre in a finer love
The opus we devote, is your stare
And if I am not mistaken, a misery's us...

The might of a they
When suppose, is superiority
Am I a world, for a simple may?
Come for themselves, is our liberty a wiser curiosity?
an apple on the teacher's desk, or a bottle in the drawer ... would you sit at the front of the clash? should whence sit pretty, or fate the **** poetry?
Zywa Jul 14
*** and frustrations

toss and turn behind the fronts --


of neighbourly love.
Collection "Imprints Masks"
Zywa Jul 14
He wanted to romp

with me, that's what he called it --


and I was startled.
Autobiography "In den vreemde - Kronieken" ("In foreign parts - Chronicles", 2024, Frida Vogels), chapter 'Herbert' - May 23rd, 1976, Bologna (about the visit to Herbert Cohen [1931-2016] in Capelle aan den IJssel on Sunday, May 16th, 1976)

Collection "Trench Walking"
Zywa Jul 13
Private brainstorming,

a smashing serious clash:


puberty chaos.
Animated film "Inside Out 2" (2024)

Collection "It takes a lot of tries to make a début"
mysterie Jun 19
to be a teenager is to be in those social media group chats
to be a teenager is to know the hot goss, to know everyone's life
to be a teenager is to gush over boys and giggle when they look at you
to be a teenager is to be reckless, and funny, and happy
it's a social norm
it's known that if you don't do any of that, you're left out

so no, I'm not in the group chat with the funny name
no, i don't know the hot goss on jenny and tyler
no, I don't like any boys — i'm trying to figure out my sexuality
no, i don't like to be reckless, i'm not funny and...
i'm not happy
but maybe being a teenager isn't just that-
maybe it's the quiet, chaotic, messy in-betweens
maybe it's the questions with no answers yet
maybe it's the becoming, not the being
.....right?
wrote this when i felt left out.

- date wrote: 4/3/25
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