Вера Полозкова - Старость
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And you did not know how old age comes -
when all the stacks smell like Corvolol,
when it is completely impossible to laugh to
not provoke a heavy cough attack,
When the glasses are for brief and for Dali,
Some then to find others

And you did not think that the jaw
Food deprives half of the taste,
that your fingers swell so that rings
They seem imported forever,
What you fall asleep in the middle of the page
militant and even conversation,
Do not remember the words "belt" or "brazer",
when you take to explain what you are looking for

We are young proud assholes.
Happy lazy and vocabulary.
before the first serious hangover
We still have four years,
before the first stroke twenty-eight
before the first death of fifty three years;

so when we see some
"Heart fee" from mother on the shelf
We are yes, the contempt
(I still say - shaking because of the savings books,
Bat scanwords
and prayer)

When we also do not die in thirty -
on one hundred eighty together with a motorcycle
flying to the wagon, which is yuz, -
Remind me then about Corvalol,
about heaven and nootropyl,
Glasses for Dali - in the glove compartment of the car.
For a bride - you have on your head.