Калинов Мост - ключи
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And the heart froze in the foreboding of the Combin City,
And the evening light shone.
Don't you hear
Don't you see -
How hard lonely
How bitterly -
Who drowned more than once in the Cossack brother.
Ohm frames, Cossacks are remarious!
Om Ram!

07/27/97

Who saddens
It is disturbed by a shit.
Who hides prey in the sleeves wide.
Carries an apple as a gift, -
He wants to surprise with peace.
Where in the wind
The shirt breaks into strips,
And a clear day
Meets patiently brave
And he is waiting for his humility, attention.
Eagles say goodbye over your head,
And the currant leaf languishes in the burned clay.
The pen leads, leads - is afraid to be late,
And the children hastily swallow the trace.
Where the choice of fire arrow smokes in the sky.

02.07.96

Where every day
Like an abyss.
You rush there
And you take a fight with yourself.

07/28/97

We are entrusted to the dusk of days
Rooting the roots of the fear of the earth.
There is no place in the messenger shadows -
The warriors of the word are daring.
The conversation is led by flame and ice
Gorky gunpowder and words cornea,
Blue lightning is a sighted flight,
Death is a moan in a combat mitten.
The call of the deaf carries in the abysses
Grinkle the shore charred in blizzards,
Where the hermits of the flesh tamed,
Where the songs were boiling with watami.
Where the cliff of the genealogy is watery,
Where crystal grows in the caves,
Where the peaks are struck by the chintz,
Where the sunset is tired.
Black pearls, ribs ribbed,
The swing fluff is the steps up.
There is a pier in a call,
Who rejected the bony embroidery.
The sky is all - clouds and stars
We keep in our chest.
This gift of the Vladyka-Athos
Generously chosen awarded.
Where to take the forces to know the vastness,
Wake up in the dawn by a child,
I will serene serene to squeam
And to score in the ears loudly?
You are ready - the braids of centuries are curling,
And the shirt of legends brightens,
The wind will vigilantly drive a whip
Read the drawing of the universe.
The mouth of the Providence is golden honey
Sprinkle the gift of the gift.
So the same, the groove of the palm,
Languages of Victory Scarlet.

07/31/97

Here you are ready
Step on this circle.
You will tear the bonds into pieces
And you transgress in the commandment.
Peretato sing a brave song,
Bless your dance:
Go-go! -
Not a shadow on the lips of sorrow with a hammock.

07/29/97

Rains are washed the roads,
Sowed by eternity, time
And we get with you
Under this law.
Smell a pile of clothes yesterday,
Centuries an unconscious thicket -
We will go out to meet the dawn
Barefoot.
Let the death promise with a key
The tablet is forgotten before us -
We bowed the scales
With a splash of eyelashes.
When the veil is closed,
We knew - any bad weather
Formed by a pile of lying down
Ashes of pages.
To endure and be silent, drink air,
District bitter stars
Lead and attract the inescapable,
Betrayals of formidable.
Become ice, become a shaggy fire -
Not forever
Wine of funeral songs -
We must defeat death.

2.08.97

Lokot of a friend, brother's shoulder -
And fear dries into the desert.
It will be, and the food will be bungled -
Don't think about tomorrow, tired
And now your evening is with handfuls
Ricked in the sky night.
Rest in his cradle
And listen to the trust of tears.

08/04/97

The twilight of July is given by the wrong sun
In the whitish haze, across orders.
Hopes gather in a fist
Wait for the days of young, honey, -
And spin the fire arrow
To the crucified heaven.
Savior swallow midnight shine;
Ready to take the night and meet
Morning surf
Silently and implicitly.

07/28/97

I got the turn of it serene
Crumble with leaves in copper autumn,
Loneliness to drink.
But you are always there - I know.
You give an alarming dream
You will guard the whiskey elastic
From the hair
You’ll bite the loud strings.
And when I wake up with a song
Only your strict gaze bothers me.
Only he.
Sorry.

08/04/97