FORBIDDEN IT IS TO ME
I have fallen down again.
as time passes by, this happens to me ever oftener
– it is ever harder for me
to keep my balance!
these things I catch sight of, bite me
and those I cannot see
keep piercing me
and my panting, often interrupted path
is haunted by glidings from
all over the place
I’ll never taste again
the tea
sipped
in a man's house
Old man, a samovar and tea -- Alexander Morozov
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