Elena Genrikhovna Guro. (№ 269112)

To light become lights
covered table in the apartments...
I whispered to the man in the long, and flat;
he pressed against the window, pausing,
and I heard suddenly the voice of his childhood promises
and fevers started when one night.
And when he returned home pale
propodi your day, crazy,
so the city kind of movement, sound, smell -
hurry coach with lights;
all houses multi-storey,
on burning the squares of the Windows,
went the evening performance:
the devil writhed in the sheets,
nodded fantastic palm trees,
mysterious cartoon -
worried Chinese shadow.