Boris Red. (№ 270889)

Don't worry about the past, whether that was
even if it was rubbish.
Blind with something like Rhino.
On the window some geraniums.
I remember the evening succumb,
took a clove of buttonholes,
in the city of Perm crashed
from the philological girls.
On the dresser Teddy bear.
Groaning refrigerator "Biryusa".
So bad and so creepy
that is simple to invent impossible.
I want to tell you in advance,
dear friend, one day I will die
on another broken couch,
head aching in the morning.
If it is true it will come out
someone quietly cry behind a wall -
it's Anya's Cousin will see
the bright lights above me.