P selfie (P is for poetic of course)
I am the one who’s stuck
Between my dreams/ Haribdisizing Scylla
Of everyday amusty muck.
Between a fairy girl and neighbouring Priscilla,
Between a grain of Fortune
And common stuffy, stinky lack of luck.
It’s painful – real torture -
Its’ all the dirty tricks of buridaning Puck!
And everything that drops
Into my stupid blond head/ greenish eyes
My reason rhymes,
My burning, eager heart denies.
Пи селфи (Пи – в поэтическом смысле!)
Зеленоглазый мальчик
пятидесяти лет.
Мечтатель и растяпа,
садовник и поэт.