Natalia Perevezentseva. (№ 317719)

The knife on the glass will sing,
perish the lantern outside the window.
Night ice will come
will cover your cloth.
Again do not see any dig,
is February in the dark.
And penetrates into the brain
a pathetic little fear.
If someone took
and, the top covered with darkness,
- Don't rock the boat, - ordered, -
and I will come for you.