April 05 , 2020
The word loneliness shakes the air in my room.
And I understand
That the eyes are the wettest place for a person ...
... When the eyes freeze:
They say, "Oh, a man will come."
But if it's not a lie,
Then goodness
That he was born only out of poverty.
They also freeze.
But you will not come!
You can't! I know:
And the air in my room
Will continue to tremble endlessly from the word loneliness:
Causing that thought in me old,
Or maybe the vipers are just for him,
That man be thrown down!
As for the fact that the vipers are really just for him,
To throw a person down:
In that case, I am
How do I do that?
I'm not strong
I'm in a hurry!
I'm not being slaughtered, I'm just being slaughtered!
And I'm tired of that,
How the paper is tired of my efforts:
Say two words to you from afar,
That can translate just as much for me
How much does a chicken translate on a plane ...
There is a lie that is worth it.
And I believe the lie we invented,
That we will not lose each other.
There is a fear that death is worth it.
And I'm afraid life will win,
And I will remain only a poor historian of pain.
And finally, there is the step that is worth the flight.
And I pull myself out of my thoughts,
As they pull from a healthy mouth.
But I'm tired already
And I'm so tired
That I don't feel anything!
I don't even feel pain.
If only he could not feel it!
That the eyes are the wettest place for a person ...
