the lift got away
again
the clock set to
the End of the World
is tuning carelessly
Apocalypses
not worse than
the last hit of Metallica
descend My God
schisms of the Late Autumn
let us have
at least forever
since
the transfer
of the bottle content
into the throat
is related
to the loss of shape
innocence,
disintegration of self
love got away
again
the skin shed by my lover
the stockings
are hanging down
from the stooping chair
one shouldn"t cross Rubicon
with such a load
but first there will be light
there will be a bunch of dwarfs
rolling out the blanket
of the Paradise Garden
there will be
a Beautiful Prince
in disguise
going in rounds
in the armoured stockings
in the enchanted circle
***
Bemoaning
© Copyright: Сергей Афинский, 2001
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