Night biker s blood

hairy meat
talking fish of the Chaldeans
the burden of the underground
shiitake mushroom
divergence of meanings
through a secret tunnel
sole purpose
war on piedocracy
night biker's blood

     hairy meat
the very first wish
to have no desire...
but only green water on eggs ...
moss has already settled -
furry meat...
...............
before it's too late - ban
artificial trees and
thinking mushrooms...

     talking fish of the Chaldeans
all places are occupied by mummies,
like hidden desires...
the agony of mechanisms, metal in general,
proton donors fail...
................
again teach literacy according to Scripture,
from the same place
from the talking fish of the Chaldeans...
from that very moment -
when the sun, moon and eleven
stars
appeared to Joseph

     the burden of the underground
we won't be back -
downhill all the time...
where dark matter is
thrive products of genetic
experiments
...........
where the heavy burden of the underground

     shiitake mushroom
ricochet ... in the hour of the bull,
when you really want to be
cattle, lie down on the ground
..............
on tennis balls
orange color for
unique act when
hear colors and see sounds
when the body is swollen
Japanese shiitake mushroom

     divergence of meanings
fuzzy image on 'i-hujnya',
having the "dosimeter" function...
...the latest respirators are transparent,
kids like...
.................
all flying objects are unnecessary
space bullshit,
divergence point

     through a secret tunnel
translate counterculture into language
the future with psychedelics,
transport through a secret tunnel
to the Urals
in closed, buried and forgotten
city of mustard gas
...............
we forgot about proper care...
in the country "Cooperative Guyana"

     sole purpose
not enough goals ... although
any church and ideology gives it -
but only one, and one and the same -
work and pray for power

     war on piedocracy
an eagle with fists instead of paws -
our new coat of arms...
and psychotronics are more effective than tanks!
... juggle devices, balancing
on the dental chair
.................
all the way we were bad -
pitted dictatorship and pidocracy

     night biker's blood
guinea pigs don't truncate anything!
Stations have long been empty, meaningless
like a ballad of a crazy rocker:
"in a small town - a forgotten gas station,
where the forbidden gasoline remained,
night biker's blood"