Glacial man sucks the tumbler with lifeblood in it
And the fumes are squeezed from his glassy fist
They have talked with darkness and murder was dripping
On the transparent fingers that tumbler fits
Like in stainless rays the luminous railing
I’m exhaling you on the smoky clot
But the dying water was so librating
Was so cold and loving
so loving and cold
We are stainless people in concrete tumblers
Why you pierce me with cocktail straw and drain?
But I won’t pass away if you don’t go under
Like the weeping rain
like the weeping rain.
http://www.stihi.ru/2007/09/21/1937
Кафе. Принципе материальной инверсии - Анатолий Ми
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