you said blah and it’s poetry
you said бля and it’s poetry
you said nothing and that ought to be poetry
you left poetry out and stayed
you stated you are outstaying poetry
you stayed on the margins
you said vagina and it was gigantic
you brought up crocodile gena and his genetics
you said poetics and it's singular
you said gulag and yamalo-nenets autonomous okrug
you moved out and settled
you led your poetry elsewhere
you have pronounced your patronymic
it wants to translate as wolf
you were told you are getting somewhere
you were told you are getting somewhat
you’ve taken water into your mouth
you are still mixing up german pronouns
you have named what your poetry means
you have the means to outgame your poetry
your poetry weighs a lot           
you load your poetry into traveling storages
your story is outrageous