здравствуй, давно мы с тобой не виделись. три...

Hi,
we haven't seen each other for a long time.
three in the morning from the window of a nine-story building.
the conditions of the game have not changed:
rule
eat me
spit out the gnawed bones.
and let your taxing subjects
put plastic records -
I am today
quiet.

laugh,
make noise with the wind
make me barely noticeable
launch a tear from the balcony.
you are in the right place
it will be convenient for you
see
how drops break
on the insensible asphalt.
and it's only a pity
that I didn’t take a drink.

come with me
one hundred grams!
I'm not afraid to laugh in your face.
no broken mirrors
no worn out soles;
I am a hare in this night.
free rider -
I run from the conductors.
hiding in the shadow of summer

the windows opposite look reproachfully
with their dark pupils.
I hide my eyes in revenge.
would leave to catch the stars
yes, only with nets
what's the use.
instead of
of this
five more cups of tea -

still not fall asleep.
drags to the bottom
sadness
and dumb longing;
and mute Moscow,
lost in infinity.

if not graduation
the city would die out.

three gradually turns into four.