Радио Дуст - Таракан
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I starved cockroaches all day
And then he crushed them with his boot
They lived in the cracks for free
And besides, they trashed the house
Their countless red flock
I'm alone, like a monk, for so many years
They are vile, vile creatures
I am a poet as great as the sun
The flies huddled quietly and quickly
Couldn't fly or buzz
These pathetic muses are unclean
And flawed neighborly love
Stupefied on the air
Leper of sleep chemistry
Everyone was drowning limply in kefir
What I didn't finish drinking from a hangover
Ants and nasty mites
Fleas, lice and bedbug families
They left cowardly and hastily
My rented shelter
I'm the terrible Armageddon
Bring catharsis to parasites
Not floods, fires and thunder
Simple dichlorvos from the hardware store
The terrible battle is over
The day has sadly faded outside the window
And the universe rolled
All eras take their course
I collected my dreams and things
Thoughts, notes, prose, poetry
I looked through it, shook it up and of course
Handed over the keys to a rented apartment
And stood with the junk at the entrance
Not a Prophet, but the last outcast
And they laughed from the neighbors' windows
Insects above me
There are countless flocks of them in the capital
What harms people?
They are vile vile creatures
I am a homeless and poor poet
I am a vector directed into space
Along time-gnawed walls
My killer is an ordinary realtor
His market is like the chemistry of prices
Like a plague barren seed
The most terrible of hellish blizzards
He rather cynically dispelled
I need my infection