Out of my head, where the sphere becomes a plane,
Where the lit fireworks, then smoldering candle wax,
Where the music of Bach mingled with the paintings of Bosch
And not compatible with each other hemisphere of the brain.
Friends dragged me to the water on a picnic
No one will understand why I am suddenly wilted.
I don't even need a big excuse
To spit on everything and go back to the den -
Where flickers a blue screen
Phenol an old leaking faucet
I turn on my computer and don't see a problem
Around me email Eden...
And about the third way not saying a word -
It is for everybody:
Times and you're done!
About how everything is just
Know the phone wires.
This third way will all always...
Second choice to me
Shake off the dust, break:
"Sorry, mol, but I can't stay,"
And to fly, to rush into the unknown winter
How to freeze just
Know the animals and we...
The first road is
To sit, wait quietly,
To be stone quiet,
To be absolutely peaceful.
Only the wind knows
How much strength does it
So as not to fly off the rails
And wait for fate beautiful.
Over all good in me -
It is drowning in lies, burning in the fire
Quiet cynicism, the winner of the ruble,
I want to say "peace" turns "fucking".
And if you decide that a stick is kinked,
Click on stop call me ***anuti
***anuti can tear the throat -
Your country is ***ut for thanks and vodka
Yes, for this purpose you were born,
Dreamed about it your ancestors -
***and all the neighbors and crawl to the trough,
Take care of your nerve cells!
