ryе's around
as the bleach
to horizont
as the skylight
in fields
makes my clouds of misery sound
before sadness of winds
which are decompressed in
one's ears
as that melody of the wings
Rye around
is swollen
under the wind's power engines
of the machine
it asked u where : have u hellbeen
Und - - landing
straight down into - the Rye !
Before never
've been i tryed-landing so deep into the rye with screwing to ground
Рожь 2017
© Copyright: Вальдемар Керенский, 2017
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