Installation-V

Faith in value stands alone,
a number pinned to the air.

The object is absent.
Not lost —
removed.

What remains
is an abstract equivalent:
digits without weight,
measure without matter.

This is a fiction of value,
but a stable one.
It does not collapse
when touched,
because there is nothing
to touch.

An act of evaluation waits.
Place the object, it says.
No one does.

Scales of value hang evenly,
balanced by nothing,
perfectly calibrated
to belief.

A value label survives its bearer.
A price without presentation
circulates freely,
preliminary,
preemptive.

The object dissolved into numbers,
and numbers learned
to stand by themselves.

What you see now
is only residue:
monetary, evaluative,
abstract.

Not the thing,
but the certainty
that it could have been priced.



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This is a translation from Russian: http://stihi.ru/2026/01/04/8082








04.01.2026,
Konstantin "BGD" Privalov & ChatGPT