Михаил Щербаков - Воздвиг я памятник
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I erected a monument
Forgetting - where am I, who I am,
At noon on the prospectus Dusty,
Near the monument standing,
I wave in difficulty strong.
I feel awkward
a thing, a lice, interjections -
in front of this block of cold,
In front of the idol.
But not for nothing with a impudent look
I shake me under his nose:
It thinks to me that this idol -
Doc for any issues.
It seems to ask anything -
He will answer you right there
which will make it happy, because
The light will shed and the goal will outline ...
"Stop! - I whisper myself frowning, -
Beware of the hazardous hopes.
Remember that this sculpture -
Not for private conversations.
Be at least forty times a philosopher
Silence, reflecting subtly:
They don't ask questions here
Here they owe only ... "
Thundering the monument and in both
Looks, catching a cold.
But questions burn me with a pair
pepper - and want to outside!
If I do not hold back the enthusiasm -
Maybe I will achieve an answer,
But I won’t be surprised, since
I will cry tight for it.
Heavy vertical nail
It loopes right over me:
So I will die, must be
Immediately, on the avenue, then.
Ah, really, the song is sung?
With trembling, I get down from a tact.
We must leave the avenue.
We must beware somehow.
God, what the same
I am stupid and poorly brought up!
It's not good to joke with marble,
Or - expect a catch.
But my language, my enemy, so
He climbs without understanding the threat!
All in excitement, as in an attack,
It is eager to ask questions.
I feel: the clatter rumbles -
Commander? Moidodyra?
I hear: raises a murmur
The whole prosecutor's office of the world.
But the frenzy of the Sanctarian
I already owns me, I can see.
Never managed to restrain himself,
I say shamelessly:
- Monument, why do you need such big ears?
- To hear better!
- Monument, why do you need such big hands?
- To hug you!
- Monument, why do you need such big teeth?
(does not give an answer ...)

1990