Сергей Цветков - Без сердца
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I knew a man without a heart.
He always smiled little -
On a finger on a rusted ring,
The movement is superfluous in the dance.

He somehow walked funny,
Lame on the left leg,
And every night I loved
Look from the window on the road.

How people get each other
With your mutual hatred.
How to dumb the loners in packs
With unnecessary accumulated devotion.
He saw there porn and charters!
On the most ordinary street!
And everyone passed by
As if they were just kissing there.
He saw people falling
Claring specially passers -by.
He knew that everyone would have
The bosom knife is hidden.
He calculated - everyone today
He lies, hates and is mortal.
Universal time infertility
In its very prime.

When the void of the vessel
More valuable than its fullness.
Heavings are not cool.
Lightness is the key to beauty.
After all, you can carry, raising highly.
Graceful empty jug.
But if you start to die from thirst,
Will you eat them?
And if the jug is heavy, with water,
Try to take and carry -
Nobody will help, but everything is behind you
The vulture will be weaving.

All this in the window observing
My friend remembers one thing:
"They survive without a heart now"
It has long been outdated
Like a deaf -mute movie.

Then why a person is without a heart
For the exactly the same alien?
Left. On the body, in a sewn -in place
He has a heavy vessel with water.