NIHILBASHO 3

a haiku
by AZsacra ZARATHUSTRA
English translation by Aidar Ismagilov


the ice
inside the flower:
the snow of sap!


the trace of bird
in air - is seen before
the bird shows up


everything will be the hive
for dead
bees!


all of a sudden
got detached the tail
of lizard


the rest of
the speck of dust on the scale
of moth


the buzzing
of the bee has stunned
the stalk


the music of the flower
never starts until
it Vanishes


never betrays
only What
kills


oh only Death
is more important than the blossoming
of flower


inside itself...
has blossomed out
the bud


with thorns
has blossomed out
the rose


oh feel orgasm,
the ant
princess!


the death
from immortality
of females!


the chain of Infinity
is in suicide of
links


to walk into the stream
of resurrected
rats


the fire
tempts in vain:
the butterfly is timid


the inside
of the flower has -
the tracery of snake


the leaves inherit
the rustle
of the snake


to reign as a bee
in madness
of nectar!


the flight of butterfly
is in solidity
of ston


the torn wings
resurrect
the butterfly