For Pussy Riot (poem)

Sideshow geek

Charmers of snake

Freaks of dance, for

The sisters of mercy,

Righteous freaks

Fucking kicks.

A terminal waking

Between concrete and altar 

Thumbing knuckles and

Naming the beads 

Of a rosary.

Chewing lips, hysterical 

Flash of teeth beneath 

Woolly disguise.

Putin go away!

Mad, arms pumping, tortured

Mouth full of snot 

Spasm of throat, drowning 

With wide open eyes. Not

For the squeamish, or

The quiet counting 

Of the beads. Christ!

It’s a blasphemy.

Putin go away!


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