The taste of rubber

         The taste of rubber.
Sounds of speech. Taste of rubber.
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When 'coldyrs' and beggars
reminiscent of the times of Liberty
and even Independence means
some old holiday is coming soon...
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Around the trash are the things of the deceased.
Holeful socks crawl around the house.
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A good dog wandered into the rally,
licks empty hand...

     Squinted eyes.
Green snot is the environment.
Your truth is our reality!
We consider the world a blessing -
but how to endure, if in the eyes?
Never saw
so many pensioners...
They throw shit, they say - it's better ...
And I'll get angry and I don't need bread.
How many of you - narrowed eyes!
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I'm dying, but I'm still moving.
Something does not have sex - only 'bzditsa'

     Slow down.
I change my living space for life,
full of passion and hatred.
Keepers of House Books -
save you from limiters, psychopaths
and daughters of officials ...
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What was carried and rolled hid.
I'm stepping over for the last time. That's it.
Next is life...
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The ladder bucks.. Garbage chute
swallows urine.
The night elevator is in a hurry...
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A little slower...

     They poke.
They poke each other.
"Thy" - they say to me. I go crazy
from this brotherhood:
well, of course, "I"
Well, of course we are made up of "you"!
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"You're?" - asked him
and he silently passed
through them, flashing sweaty ribs ...

     Rat tincture.
Let's try...
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No worse than, for example,
from smelly footcloths or
ashes of hope...
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When the stalls close
and only sorcerers remain
it seems - we are before the end of the world
and you have to pray...
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Don't even chase the rats!

     'Shmat' fat.
Once I heard - "a piece of bacon."он
Already exploded - no dear,
lard must be shmat!
Because it...
You know, fat is...
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'Shmat' fat of my Motherland - sounds! ..

     Erotica of resistance.
Night. Two with machine guns trample on the threshold
my I.
I am in long shorts.
The walls converge into an unbearably bright point.
There is Goodness and Freedom.
Books in humanitarian boxes
instruct me.
"These" are also in touch.
Walkie talkie winks at a fast black
spark like a drunken kid.
Erotic resistance!
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Rakshasas fly away...
The staggered staircase is rocking.
And I smile - "No. Not today…"

     While I am alive.
Approached. Strongly dated.
Young.
She asked for a beer. I refused.
She said - for bread. I did not give it.
She said that she was Jewish. I got angry ...
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I dreamed at night
that my childhood friend “gives me up”,
then the "former" came up,
rest in peace to her...
I get it, I'm being warned
sharply transparent Parallel world!
My karma has worsened. The Tao has become clouded.Cats don't fit with their tails up.
The little dog looks away...
Or am I transforming
and a terrible metamorphosis approaches?
Save Kafka!
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Understood. Thank you - invisible Absolute!
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I mess with the metalworker.
I'll give her a baby.
I will wash my hands after the toilet ....
I swear. As long as I am alive and free ...

     Promised meters.
Something big died "in the next world."
All appeared:
Archimedes with a round hairy belly,
Herr Leibniz breathed through iron teeth -
work of the blind dentist Leopold Gottfried
Truppenpupper,the ingenious Kantorovich blinked behind him...
It was heard in different languages: "meters...", "grossaufgabe ...".
They reminded me of the riot police at the divorce,
so I got confused:
"Wohlen sie noch leben, schmutzige Schweine?" -
whit words, which Frederick the Great stopped
fleeing landsknechts.
Why? - surprised scientific stupidity.
And I understand. He reminded of
Life Eternal!
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Whatever a large alimony fantasizes!


     Vain appearances.
He appears again and again.
Then he is a district policeman with sympathetic eyes,
And then - a 'bomzh' who feeds
on the edge of the trash can
surrounded by shabby one-eyed cats
with bullied tails...
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In vain!
He will never be trusted...

     Nobody. Nowhere.
This is us, tired of waiting
in endless lines
struggle for unnecessary
meters of living space
frozen and hoarse
rally slogans...
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"Wait,
knock the snow off your collar…”
…and let's move on.

     Nearly immortal.
“on behalf of…thus…
power ... they ... "
The third hour has gone.
On my plum I observe a large drop ...
Looking for something in the package...
And we see in your blue hand
a quarter of bread!
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We ate it. Unreasonably amused,
almost immortal...

     The "leave" command.
Tired after march...
Footcloths were unwound.
Somebody got somewhere.
... Suddenly they began to sing.
I don't remember... At first
something sad.
Then with a whistle...
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Until they heard the command "set aside!" ...

       Demobilization.
Officer demobilization...
They threw it at the ceiling.
Save yourself as you wish!
Major kissed before
building suction.
We drank. We sang. We said goodbye...
...................
...With youth

     Die from happiness.
I see the dead.
My name is…
Resist - I'll be better
ferret in a box...
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In time they will be proud...
Hang up the board
"In this panel house
lived and died from happiness
one of you."

     Heavy paws.
You have very heavy paws.
You were seen among the sparkling lightning ...
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Passed through the flame - and not sintered.
Was bought - sold again.
Cheaper…
Dragged in a yoke in a circle ...
…
How can I help you?...
Look, the children are running
and the dog licks the sore...


     Undressed people.
There were naked people.
Like on the bottom, on dirty heels
You can see the ups and downs of life.
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…Sucks of dreams and hopes.

     Unnecessary names.
Why do we need your names?
Dog barking - listing names ...
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Let them gnaw out the veins.
Then they will force
knead dirt in a stinking paddock...
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I'm angry. This is not glaucoma.

     Terror. Paris.
Or maybe? .. You can’t pronounce ...
The most common address is
poste restante…
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New demons swear by ammunition.

     Condemned Pearl.
The convict's pearls are barley porridge!
On the water.Unsalted…
But hot, the palate is peeling!
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I will run out - I will call:
"My shirt, lads, white
and barley porridge,
but hot!"

     From side to side.
On the "torches" they raised a liter,
then they sang
then, after midnight,
lay down on the boards one to another -
in the morning "stage" ...
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A small star smoldered
between the rails of the "muzzle" ...
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All near at once
rolled from side to side...

     Don't be sorry.
Never spared any money
no meters...
You can't save your life!
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And in hell I will bless -
"Do not spare firewood, "uncleans"! ..

     Testament number seven.
I'll die - drop it
at the local animal cemetery...
To the raven
gouged out his eyes with a varnished beak,
to the lame dog
tore off a piece of something
resting on a healthy paw ...
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So that my soul flies over everything
little bird
knowing neither winter nor melancholy...

     Honor language.
"Speak to me differently..."
No question! I know the language of sounds ...
More? Sign language…
The language of a long silence...
More - departure and return ...
Even the tongue of a rubber stick...
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Do you know the language of honor?

     Free will.
I see you flutter like a careless moth.
above the black row of special forces ...
mechanical step
I walk along the endless line ...
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Turn around, glass door!
Get into the "delo"...

     Number 010347.
I don’t find it. I got lost. Where and when?
Maybe when
draped from riot police again?
Or even earlier when I pushed you away
ruthless word?
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Et! Here it is - party card number 010347

     Long guts.
We have too long intestines ...
... They snatched off half - and that's enough
on our native food -
porridge with sour bread ...
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Meeting a fat man - I will give advice:
"Rewind your guts, countryman!"
Become like me
ugly and evil...

     Pick up.
The turtle was crippled by God, and us by homelessness.
Et - a glass with petrochemistry overturned.
Wherever you go, it stinks...
Something good is seen at the bus stop
in transparent top...
Quickly roll up your long sleeves
while you're limping, they're already snatching up -
round dance at the ATM!
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And pick me up, routine,
with sharp claws...

     Losers sing.
Have you heard? No? And you won’t hear ...
You are "incomprehensible".
Yes, it's not singing.
This is epic!
And when there are not enough words, they simply remain silent.
And the theme continues in each ...
Because it is common...
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How do they have common thoughts and fate ...

     List of friends.
I list: one, the other ...
…No one is left.
Someone zamoktala foreign land.
Half are dead.
TV and refrigerator
what kind of friends...
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Do not deprive, God, of your mercy -
go underneath without holes
Yes, a "liter" of strong tea ...

     Aluminum spoon.
Enchant, feed me, beauty!
I don't have a best friend
yes already, God knows, and will not be ...
They say - plain, does not shine ...
... Well, no, I'll save you from fools!
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Hiding from the rain in the alley,
dragging in a column under a crazy banner
Or I miss myself...
And the spoon is with me!

      Charming and hymenopterous.
Depression. Hard
see them doing shit...
"Live" - as they say.
They talk. But the words are artificial.
Victims
trying to get close...
I kick back - "Come in, you stinky twat!"
Nothing is needed - the highest wisdom.
Demand depression -
and see the real world!
And you won’t confuse it with this rubbish anymore ...
Stoned and drunk do no harm
they are in the vessel of their "I",
where everything is real, even met
talking bug:
“There is a “point”- a flying thing!
Let's fly together
my nasty hymenopterous "beatle"..."

     Source of the impossible.
The text is the source of the impossible,
silent patience...
It's a quick run through the ruins
to the only surviving building -
a huge cooling tower of a thermal power plant. This is when we pick flowers
toes to
capitalize "U"...
Interpretations are unbearable - they
nothing more than a thick coat
on true luxury
girl's naked body...
There will be two thawed patches
reminiscent of the letters "U" ...
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Cause I'm drowning too
in the middle of the earth, in the middle of winter
awkwardly shouting - u ... - u ... - u ...

     Dancing flamingo.
Dancing things in my hand ...
They say it's a manifestation of Parkinson's disease...
Why is dancing bad?
Don't dances save us from the plague of dictatorship?
Don't they kill the little
corporal creatures?
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He asks for mercy
and receives only alms,
dancing in the cold
like a flamingo...

     Humans.
Che, - Che, - 'Chelovyeky' - this is how you should write
and pronounce!
And a coca leaf is considered the highest award ...
... Every rebellion ends someday,
however, little things keep the memory of him.
And even wordes...
,................
The word is a weightless hummingbird,
flutters in eleven-dimensional space,
to accidentally revive everything -
down to the hardened socks of the commandant,
which he dries strung on the "Kalash"
under undying mosquito buzzer.
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We will only be remembered
mandate sheets and yellow pictures,
on which we are unrecognizably beautiful,
incredibly young...
What can I say, 'chelovyeky'!
Che, - che, - che ...

     Talking beast.
When you give me an erotic dream,
are you the sparkling sky?
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Ready for rebellion
doing household chores...
Like a talking beast
ask the price of salt and sleep...
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Turn around soon - we will not see each other again ...

     Bell.
It was strange what you said
more like a bird
from Shanghai when
sang the tune of my mobile.
- What is your name?
- Natasha...
- Not at home...
- Jin. Morning calm.
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I remember you when
hear the tune...

     Bury the heart.
Unreachable distance...
What if you push back?
...Fly, fly.
No return.
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Where to bury your heart?
...A farm for the heart.
Chapel for the 'usta'...
More - leave your eyes
on a high shining tower...