In case you were wondering just who Mayakovskky’s top totty actually was, it was Lili Brik, who also happened to be top totty for her husband, Osip Brik. But this actually turned out to be a rather successful ménage-à-trois as Mayakovsky lived with the couple for a number of years while carrying on his own relationships with Lili. Eventually Lili split from both Osip and Mayakovsky and towards the end of the relationship, Mayakovsky’s groundbreaking book Pro eto. Ei i mne. (About this. To her and to me.) was written. The poems contain the usual ingrediants for domestic life but are seen as objects of social control, the spin providing a critique against the traditional bourgeois lifestyles, marriage in particular. Although the book is probably better known for the pages also being filled with the artwork of Alexander Rodchenko, which were some of the first graphic art collages to be printed– composed in dada fashion with various Russian and Futurist images, as well as, more often than not, with Lili somewhere on the page (her face adorning the cover). Mayakovsky's poetry from this point on developed a more personal, solemn voice, as what you might hear from a wounded beast heading towards the deepest woods for his final decline. One of Maykovsky's last poems is below, portions of which he used for a suicide note :

It’s deep into the night. You must have gone to bed.
The Milky Way lit up in celebration.
No need to rush. I have no reasons left
to stir you with the lightning of communications.
So to say, the incident dissolved.*
The love boat smashed against reality.
We’re even. And we should absolve
mutual hurts, grudges and anxieties.
What eerie silence, as if the world went numb.
The sky bequeathed to us its constellations.
In moments like these I’d like to be the one
with centuries, and history and the creation.

1930

(link/translation)