Во всем можно увидеть искусство Печаль, серость Там...

You can see art in everything
Sadness, gray
There will not be empty

Where am I going on the tram
On the glass is a sun bunny
Slides from the wall, down to the floor
And already legs, shoes, cornice

Underneath it all the road, cars fly
Anxiety
I want tea, and we will not forget the plaid
We are standing on the bridge
Recall forgiveness forgiven people

Spiky sweater, swing, the smell of roofs
Do you hear
Sound
Is that you breathe

There is nothing more
And don't hope to see the light
All you loved existed in your mind
Want to make a final confession?

Right of course not
You only need cigarette smoke
Remember the last smell of the porch
Pipes
Basement
Teal lighter puffed
Stroller

The darkness is viscous