Марианна Плотникова - клеточное
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milk ran away from the Path
the humid air weighs on pity
white fog, myopic soul

our cells see each other

the puddles freeze in the membranes
Cortazar, Beethoven. live
the silence trembles - the city, swearing

our cells hear each other

the winter smell brews in the coffee
taste rushes slow profile
the smoke is clogged with Dior and Hugo

our cells sense each other

I don’t know, I managed to change
faces are hidden behind the face
swept up by a black blizzard

our cells remember each other

our cells want each other!
destroy...
- What?
- live
just live