love poem to yulia
tymoshenko
yulia
i sit here drinking cold coffee
wondering where the time has gone
for both of us
remember the days when there wasn’t
all of this global bullshit?
yeah…me neither
we’re both a bit weathered now
only you wear these trying times better than me
a bit of the ol’ golden goddess still in your step
but i don’t think i hate the russians
as much as you
i let those feelings go back
when rocky balboa beat ivan drago
true, it’s not the same thing
but if not a literal connection
then there is something to be said
for wanting to defend yourself
you do have a point
about the united states and the european union
meddling into your affairs
americans are like scrappy little dogs
taking shits all over the globe and never cleaning it up
and it’s hard for me to not see
all of those refugees pouring into germany
and not think about
all of the good falafel they’ll get in berlin
when all violence and genocide is said and done
i just want you
to take it easy kid
do those constitutional changes
when you feel like it
have those parliamentary votes at your leisure
take a holiday to one of those
crimean beaches if you still can
and remember a minority party
is still one hell of a ride
with the right people
the right tunes
and an extra splash of vodka in the punch
for when vlad and all the boys show up
at your doorstep
once again.
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