With black earth blood,
Through crakes flow in time,
Shooting and running, will fly.
Soldier blind sighted human tribe,
Will collapse like yours half – mask on the fly,
Mara will fly, only «Mu» will stay.
WHITE
An elephant is filadelf of light.
The real is gray and scabrous,
Like eye, like ear, like trunk, like head.
But, my infant,
The truth is out of that.
An elephant can torn me.
An elephant can torn of me.
And white one of moon can be.
Pokered face
Pokered face, joker cat
You can smile:
Look at me! I am, Lee!
And you say:
If I thin or if I fat,
Close your eyes, sunny boy,
Let’s enjoy!
SPIDER HANDS
Close, close, close,
So, beautiful to lose.
Hide your nose,
This is your choose!
Who is needs gray hair old?
To beard? To oppose?
No, shout your eye, shooter.
Let us, shorter!
Youth is in fashion.
We don’t need a procession.
Everyone should shave!
Come on, listen to me, brave!
Let the beard to disappear on lands.
Yes, but you have spider hands.
TATTOO
Young as a tulip and beautiful,
Like the face of a pensive moon.
Blanched Seed,
You are like
A coin in mouth, who is died.
Roots in the shade,
Will grab you by the throat,
And ringing, ringing cloister bell.
Head, promised, to the time,
Like a mandrake old,
You out off the ground.
White swirls heir curl into wrinkles ̶
Elbow pain.
And you are not you.
Peacock train,
Like Argus.
DREAMING OF SUNNY DAYS
Dreaming of sunny days, I am crying,
Where are you sunny boy?
Where are you little sneakers?
Who run so fast and give me enjoy?
How the summer days end,
Here, we are along in the sand
Of time,
Deprived of the warmth heart
Of life.
How coffee gets cold.
Sandman crumbled long ago.
He is not a little monster anymore.
What haunts you at night,
To kiss and turn off the light.
TOUCHING THE FEET
Ah, this ballet in shadows,
Allow me to caress your legs,
With a glance touching the feet, what
Like doves flatter and dance.
