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Poems from a Stool · 2021

The Little Paper Plane

I'm sending you a little paper plane, Dispatched on its flight when the heart called out. I'll throw it your way like a dart, and to make it plain, I'll write one love on it, so there's no doubt. The will to act has left for good, There is no hope, and heavy thoughts press down. Sit comfy, let your eyelids close, as you should, Breathe in deep, calm down — and we're off the ground. Whole crowds of passengers were waiting for you here, Just look around — there's not a single empty space. Feel the waves, the vibe of one big family near. No losers here, it's always the best in this place. On the left, Serenity has taken its seat, On the right, there's Beauty, quietly at rest. Love is playing cards with Pleasure. And Kindness calmly sings a song. Passion and Arousal moaned — they couldn't sleep. And Inspiration took to writing verse. Delight and Laughter started to spark and leap. Joy and Forgiveness let all sins disperse. My plane is flying straight towards the sun, This crew glides gently on the wind's own way. It will take in any volunteer, anyone. To come aboard — no briefing needed, come what may.
Draft translation, the author is still revising it · written in Russian