Название | Ind love |
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Автор произведения | GRIGORY SAHAROV |
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Издательство | |
Год выпуска | 0 |
isbn | 9785005954121 |
Nothing changed.
The testicle rolled, rolled, rolled,
dropped
And it fell off.
But it didn’t crash.
* * *
I am a mage god.
My colors are
light bright emerald
and light bright purple.
And a bright bright blue.
You can’t fool me
beat me
defeat me.
At all.
But you can hate me.
And I can’t hate you.
I can only love
Myself
in you.
* * *
I’m here,
In desert,
Like the Volga
Knowing no shame and duty,
I eat and sleep during the day
And at night
I sing
I dance
I am building a temple.
Sand temple.
For nobody.
Sand temple.
Temple of the ONE.
Sand temple.
Sand temple.
For centuries.
* * *
Went into the house.
Closed from inside.
Turned into a fly.
Window.
Window leaf.
Flew away.
Didn’t return.
* * *
– Do you love?
– Yes.
– Come then!
But I didn’t come.
Did not love?
It was in 1894
Here.
* * *
born-dying every moment
I don’t live though I exist
everything and nothing child and old man
I sing my holy and empty
I am you always and never
there is only one way it was and so it will be
there is no «no» there is only the word «yes»
everything else was invented by people
God exists and he is you
you know what’s next who’s before
this endless fight
just an ocean of beautiful falsehood
let the word «God» lead you there
where years and cities are not needed
* * *
I AM
I am home
in the city of eagle
on Karachevskaya street
#33
exploded
I am home
in Moscow
on dobrolyubova street
#9
exploded
I am home
in the city of petersburg
in Pirogov Lane
#16
exploded
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