Siberian punk cell

on a fabulous day
Siberian punk cell
watching god
secret subway
acute attack of cosmopolitanism
language for underground passages
black boobs
flame of bisex love
what else do you want?
to feminist

     on a fabulous day
     descriptions of a dirty life
     touch no one else /Dos
our white backs listen to the blues
under the casket dud
... I feel with a healthy hand - no,
it's me, but
nobody inside,crossed
terrain
......................
two killers are silent to each other,
at the industrial site
fag catches pigeons on mincemeat

     Siberian punk cell
here is the place where they form
these endless lines
... the secret is the lack of drivers
.............
this is not an absurd art message
Siberian punk cells
what did you think
but not a call for a quick
painless death
as I thought

     watching god
He looks through the holes of the stars,
sniffling...
He is our Watcher
...................
He watches as we walk
on thin ice
how we are looking for one of one
in underground passages
from darkness to darkness

     secret subway
I think
He is not looking for souls, but
petty money of the non-smart
old people
.............
let him look into the secret line
metro General Staff-Kremlin...
there our souls

     acute attack of cosmopolitanism
... everything melted to a fucking hair dryer,
and then
merged into a golden bullet of life
...all the best
................
this is what killed him
and in the certificate they wrote -
cosmopolitanism

     language for underground passages
...the last attempt to justify
before going online...
films about the war have not been watched for a long time -
fucking carcinophobia!
.................
Words also go out of fashion...
and then - perhaps in the underpass
understand the language of the office...

     black boobs
at the crossroads have been waiting for a long time
world changes -
pink to blue
......................
black boobs of the night rain?-
crap guys...

     flame of bisex love
they are in too much of a hurry
sweaty shaggy column
.........................
marble hymen knees
kisses 'obshchagovsky' Casanova,
ignited by narrow brown
stripes

     what else do you want?
     life consists of joyful words...
     what else do you want? /Tsiolkovsky
stay in my dreams
for a while
just before waking up
...................
life is made up of joyful dreams

     to feminist
anyway you won't be free
unnatural feminist -
I would have to twist your arms
................
don't pretend to laugh...