The Russian Warnings

Asked about the violence in Volsk, Deputy Prosecutor General Alexander Buksman said his office is gathering information about such incidents around the country to try to determine whether there is a common cause, the RIA-Novosti news agency reported. - September 15, 2006

Talk is such a bunch of razors,
sharp bouquets of steel
with determination. There
is no explanation better
than the cut save the abstraction.
We are a pile of reasons
in a sturdy stack of faults.
To wonder which wound
would bleed the most
is a bet, a challenge.
Way too big for the dull knifes
with lost hopes, unlucky bachelors
lost on the hunt for actions.
Analysing your time
what is left, what is spent
and which part you still hold onto.
Too soon some say to die.
A slaughterhouse of promise
with the usual guilty pose,
just shivering in the laughter.
It is a butchery of the present.
The blood runs colder than the rivers
in Russia, the Volga strewn
with haymakers and vodkas
make the best antifreeze.
Car guts don't bleed like people though.
Tragic men all go home
just like the animals and ice.
They drop their instuments,
leave them for the others,
in the times known as al kharj.