Владимир Ткаченко - Postscriptum
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What a pity what happened to me
Your existence has not become
My existence for you.
... at once on the old wasteman
I launch into wire space
your copper penny, crowned with a coat of arms,
In the desperate attempt to exalt
The moment of the connection ... Alas,
someone who is not able to replace
by itself the whole world, usually remains
twist a pinch telephone disk
as a table on a spiritual session,
As long as the ghost will not answer echo
The last screams of the buzzer in the night.