Loss of all buttons

cold blues
loss of all buttons
stood on the corner
breathe on me
run on the back
petting background
the end of the blues

     cold blues
under the shower of light
in the shower door
for the convenience of machine-gun calculation
or under flattened clouds,
although -
yesterday they were well whipped
...................
getting comfortable
on the last step of the last
span...
there is still something to live for -
to listen to the cold blues

     loss of all buttons
the mirror will heal your
fear of old age
take it ... it's not crooked,
it is medicinal...
... this is not crap! need an illusion,
loss of concept of time
caustic like denatured alcohol,
with a touch of blues...
...................
loss of all buttons

     stood on the corner
what a ridiculous place
escalator intersection...
when the sashes came together, see off with your eyes
she will come as long as you
doing
for her, this is a syndrome of persisting
desires
......
in a stupid place
where ochkuyut as in the opposite direction,
but look into the eyes
"stood in a corner"

     breathe on me
shadow separated from the wall and
falling, falling...
blow vodka on me -
"I look so meek..."
.................
... turn out onto the mat,
you're 'vyyobing' around in size 45 flip flops
straight to the vomit
cut through screeching

     run on the back
goofy from time to time
match with us
still warm and

happens - choke
....................
run a slobbery finger across your back
"before you pass away..."

     petting background
carnival - the best background for petting
old underground as always against
"everything you yaknesh is against you" -
looks 'trash'...
... I'm already silent,
with open hem...
like empty tuborg jars one another:
not 'pizdi', - "I ain't got nobody"...

     the end of the blues
it would take up quite a bit of space...
but - it is not, even -
take a sip from a cracked cup...
...the death of a cat can deprive
ability to laugh
...................
somehow we'll get to the end of the blues,
"I get the blues very well..."