There’s no conductor nor a trolley
The motor roaring like a swamp thing
Beneath the foliage of boulevard alleys
To thunderflight of streets we cling
SEDAME delivering a load of hams
To the suburbaubles of restaurants
Ferry me not for an hour but centuries
Empress of ethereal hallucinations
Electromirrorestaurant
Smirktoad sycophantoservants
Broadauctions of foreign nations
Hypopotomi shiraffes and crabs
And everynight in herds at tables
The cream of society we insistently
Surge as a crowd of husbandames
To the sound of lusty French horns
The waiter with erected platter
Belafricon of his starched dickey
A refinedappetiteatlas
Murky nausea and loud burps
Glance upon entering clammy exclamation
The unfathomableguest of commonhall
Corsethumpingchampagnoviolins
I ordered the Muse’s heart
Not for me some vulgar Tenibac
Nor a herring skull bullet
Oh unpleasant storyline
Suicidalcohol.
Moscow, 1910
translation by Alex Cigale
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