и когда мне страшно, а ночью страшно, ластятся...

and when I’m scared, but scared at night,
demons flock to the neck, cheeks of kittens,
I see: jumping up, unpainted
I'm crashing into the street, heels
only the sparkling body of the connecting rod
in thirst not to breathe
grow up by eating a batter
endure, reach, reach the parade ground,
on which without scaffold lyrics
without the Knicksen's humanity - lynching -
heart made out of a calf
and buried in the ground with a master's paw.
I am running. after him. closing time.
whispering seconds into resin amber ...
and taiga, like Buddha, kisses the crown
shedding tears as if intoxicated, January

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