stylization 4

I even eat soup with chopsticks.
Yes, old Gant, he inexplicably disliked the Chinese,
And saw in it something mystical and otherworldly.
You are not Chinese.

And not French?
Holy saints, Ouija,
how could this happen?

Close the blinds
So that no one sees you eating.
Hide under the bed,
There's a restaurant there.
Cover yourself with a mat and become inaccessible,
But your feet always stick out.
These are Ouija metaphors.
We are metaphorical.
Soup with chopsticks? First of all.

What does this text look like.
We need a strip show.
No, this text looks like a closet,
And someone is eating in it, hidden.
And undressing in the dark.
Then let's have a strip show.
Ouija, undress.
No, their poems are exhibitionism from around the corner, and we'll put on a show.

Zoning of space? This is stylization
Well, he didn't have a single door in his apartment.
The toilet stood in the middle of the living room,
And above the bed there was a neon sign "sex."
I like the style.
He had good taste.

Shall we hide in a hole?
Let's hide in the trench of this poem.
It's comfortable here.
I need a wave, Weegee.
But for now you're walking from corner to corner in this cage.
No. What metaphors?
We call these closets poems.
Yes, small holes.
A striptease show here too
In an intimate space and in clothes.
Well, look around then.
This is zoning of the mind, well, we're in a closet.
What kind of waves can there be here?
I'm not sure that this is really bad.
We'll think about it later

I don't have time.
You're eating soup with chopsticks now.
It's a metaphor.
Yeah, I get it.
I don't have time.