Type Genesis

type Genesis
ask for a shower
intercede
too light
bear kingdom
sacred and profane
forgive you
breakdancing the prophet
feeling of freedom
Contract reminder
ensign Eryomkin
bored god

     type Genesis
"and ate bread and spent the night" in the heating main
"messengers of God" - homeless people and alimentpeople
"like sea sand" or dirty socks
there were so many of us
...............................
... in the future church of St. Grigory Zhukov - sarcophags of front commanders,
and the dome is in the form of a soldier's helmet ...
"and here: ladder..." from Karelian granite
for hundreds of those who ask and mow:
"give me a sip" and smoke -
curious bugger,
"do not be afraid" - around the cops and
video surveillance, I'm satisfied
"tithes" of your fear"
.........................
"and they copulated when they came" to tinker
"and carried and gave birth" and drank herself
by thirty-five...
..............
"and someone wrestled with him"
while in the dark, by touch, he was looking for
blade in a glass jar
among various buttons and
bent needles...

     intercede
"buy me for silver" -
I am tall, like the inhabitants
underworld,
like the one everyone turned their backs on...
and wonder, wonder "wolves
evening",
? you think I'm humiliated
taken from prison and court
left...
...........
I intercede for criminals!

     too light
it's an overdose, but it's not yet 'pizdec'
lean over it three times
like Ilya,lets do,
lets do it together...
.........................
punctured hand writes that I
found too easy
in shorts and slippers
barefoot

     bear kingdom
at night, with a cashier in hand
"as if in a hurry and getting ready"
dragged the 'kosyachok' around...
... hey you, "with iron teeth" -
leave the address of the "city where you can ...
live with the widow..."
until the kingdom ends
bear with three fangs...

     sacred and profane
"in the house of slavery", where
brings "food" paddy wagon
"I was like cattle" I ...
and the moon stood still
sleepless night until
You didn't touch me
by fitting and 'malyava' from the will
and "did not leave until the morning" ...

     forgive you
where are our pains - His burden?
......................
stepping on shoelaces
enter the psychiatrist's office...
what do you know about the soul
white medical rat!
you haven't seen the real
scandal
when an iron flies at you
and the sergeant remarks:
"in a state of alcoholic..."
... to be afraid of a scandal - not to see
love!
I'm saying this, not
'mandovoshka' on the talk show...
.........................
I forgive you a piece of glass
who drove into the jamb
at my temple...

     breakdancing the prophet
in the morning
smelling cum
underpants...
eyes
blue as denatured alcohol
"out of the whirlwind" you look
for Love and Immortality...
...................
five-story dorms, similar
to the temple of Yahweh, where
"sleeping naked... hungry"
...a formidable tribe of the homeless:
bearded children of terror take revenge...
...............................
"on your stomach" like a Serpent -
young prophet breakdancing

     feeling of freedom
'zaebalo', everything 'zaebalo'
life never ends
no laces
do not tie
dull knives
slender young legs
poetesses
and dirty latrines of the Motherland ...
.........................
dry your hand! -
but I'll take this terrible
feeling of freedom

     Contract reminder
pedophiles and lesbians,
strange inexplicable people,
"jumping on a cloud" of passions,
"sick" unstoppable
..................
...your hard belly,
my standing 'khuj'...
we have to
but by the way
..........
oh, boring seven-color
contract reminder

     ensign Eryomkin
camp mail...
"bread of tears" from the past
do not want anything: in the walking
patio
barred "sky of justice"
this is real life
ensign Eryomkin...
not Leonardo's angels - roll up
eyes like a cheap woman of a young
drug addict...
...............................
do not grieve, petty officials -
your daughters are waiting for euro old men ...
...............................
where is the Russian antiquity of Mr. Zagoskin?
where are you, daughters of captains
from drunken military camps?
you are not even in this
fucking internet,
we are the last Russian generation...

     bored god
"mixing of races, contrary to nature" ...
heroes of our time - half-breeds:
Agarkuf, Arasiel, Hobabiel...
......................
...do not lift anything except bread!
.................
do not swear by a causal place,
bored god!