Wednesday, 7 October 2026

All in trousers cut to one pattern, With moustaches, overcoats and bowler hats, In the street I look like anybody, And I lose myself completely at the corners

All in trousers cut to one pattern, With moustaches, overcoats and bowler hats, In the street I look like anybody, And I lose myself completely at the corners

If only I don't swap personalities:
He will enter into me, and I into him —
I am gripped by total indifference
And am afraid decidedly of everything…

Literal translation

Sasha Chorny, 1907-1908

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