The wish

I would not want so much,
I would be like the fragment,
The fragment of the man,
Frostbritten hands and legs.
Short body would be live,
I think - such timidly.


I would be collect oral fluid
In mouth and spat in beaty to,
In disgusting spat mug.
On her resemble god's
Would not be pray the man,
Remembing, cripple's faces

(Варлам Шаламов "Желание")