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Homo Patience
БОМЖИАДА
«Путник, пойди возвести нашим гражданам в царстве лаконском,
Что, их заветы блюдя, здесь мы костьми полегли» (Симонид - эпитафия Фермопил).
«Весь мир был повержен в уныние: никто не твердил более рэп, не восклицал «Вацап!»» (Араньякапарва).
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________ Часть 1. Чёртпоберинт
music: gem beats - ghostin on dem 50
Кажется, театр одного актёра, где ни одного зрителя,
Лучше, чем там, где ни одного актёра, а одни зрители.
Наверное, без театра зрителей мы лучше, как актёры,
Когда действуем умоактёрно, а не умозрительно.
И не умолегкоатлетно, типа, Время рассудит – не-а,
Времени нету в судьях – сами минуты бегут эстафету.
А если устану скучать не трибуне, по крайней мере,
Всегда есть вариант – встать в стороне с пистолетом.
Самому придётся судить Время, когда минуты встанут.
Я знаю, чего вы стоите, судить иначе и не стал бы,
Вы ставили мне планки – я перешагивал пьедесталы,
Поэтому в конце останется только огласить наказание.
Делая ставки по-русски,
Пролетают ли ангелы
Над нашим гнездом кутузки, –
Нет, видимо, дружины зря
Заповеди штудировали –
Жизнь судила по статьям, и святош
Накрывала куполом огня.
Где в кромешном хоре вокзала
Только глотку надсадишь;
Где граница беспределу – горизонт;
Где, сложив вшестеро бумажный лист
И вырезав силуэт, развернёшь
До боли знакомый
Хоровод двойников;
Где танцы пустопорожних стаканов
Под тряску железнодорожных стаккато
Детям формировали слог;
Где у каждого ось – огородный кол,
И не нужно идти искать мозги,
Чтобы охранять тут
Сорняки облаков;
Где в каждом угадаешь черты лица –
Лица без определённого
Небожительства;
Где время летит быстро, как метеор –
Ты пытаешься ухватиться за нить
Событий, но всё это какой-то
Чёртпоберинт.
Впечатлений – гора. Тем временем ворковать некогда,
Пора достать из патронташа огрызок карандаша Ikea,
Чтобы им этот блошиный цирк букв подковать,
Чтобы им осудить обвиняемых на высшую меру.
Двадцать шестое прериаля двести двадцать третьего
Года Республики. Подписи прокурора и его коллег.
Приговор привести в исполнение на рассвете
В шесть часов ровно. … Семь телег.
Если ты что-то проворонил,
Считай, я что-то накаркал.
Тем, кто мало каши слопал
Каждый панч кажется
Тяжелей кашалота, а мне не в запарку –
Я на них съел собаку
Вместе с будкой, сторожем и зоопарком.
На зубах зазубрины,
Зазубренные о гранит науки,
Как зубы пилы, не по науке
Зазубренные о гранит.
А чтоб науки были забыты
После того, как были зазубрены –
Это нам не грозит.
Одни накатили по сто –
И в метро отсыпаться.
Другие расстреляли обойму
По инкассаторам,
И их копы забрали в оковы
Рыть окопы совковой лопатой.
Обычный вечер. На районе закат.
Облака как плита бетона.
Наркопритон завлекает,
Оплетая как кольца питона.
Все хотят быстродействующего яда,
Чего-нибудь торкающего,
Что рассмешило бы
И царевну-несмеяну,
Но мы будем ещё долго жить.
Сам себе роем, а потом
Своим падением измеряем яму.
Хотя что уж – и я там лягу.
Подвинься, дьявол.
Да, и мой трёп это трёп,
Но мы трём не мямля.
Теперь пеняй на себя:
Я два раза прошёл второго Диабло
За некроманта
Под Freeman'овский «L'Palais de justice»,
Чтобы вот теперь за словом
В карман не полезть и
Прям так тут 20 минут нажестить.
Homo Patience
Bomzhiad
“Traveler, go to build our citizens in the Kingdom of Laconsky,
That, their covenants are observing, here we were killed by bones ”(Simonid is an epitaph of farmopil).
“The whole world was defeated: no one repeated more rap,“ Vatsap! ”Exclaimed (Aranyakaparva).
.
________ Part 1. Frank player
Music: Gem Beats - Ghostin on Dem 50
It seems that the theater of one actor, where not a single viewer,
Better than where there is not a single actor, but only spectators.
Probably, without the theater of spectators, we are better than actors,
When we act ugly, not speculative.
And not insulting, like, time will judge-nope,
There is no time in the judges - the relay race itself is running.
And if I get tired of missing not a podium, at least
There is always an option - to stand aside with a gun.
You yourself will have to judge the time when the minutes get up.
I know what you are worth it, to judge differently and would not,
You put me planks - I stepped over the pedestals,
Therefore, in the end, it will only remain to announce the punishment.
Making bets in Russian
Whether the angels fly
Above our nest of Kutuzki, -
No, apparently, squads in vain
The commandments were studied -
Life judged by articles, and holy
Covered with a dome of fire.
Where in the outlook chorus of the station
Only you put the throat;
Where the boundary of the lawlessness is the horizon;
Where, having folded a piece of paper
And cutting out the silhouette, you will unfold
Familiar to pain
Double round dance;
Where are dancing empty glasses
Under the shaking of railway staccato
Children were formed by a syllable;
Where each axis has a garden stake,
And there is no need to go to look for brains,
To guard here
Cloud weeds;
Where in each you guess the features of the face -
Persons without definite
Celestation;
Where time flies quickly, like a meteor -
You are trying to grab the thread
Events, but all this is some kind
Saberpoberint.
Impressions - Mountain. Meanwhile, there is no time to coo
It's time to get a chopper of a pencil of IKEA from a cartridge,
To put this flea circus of letters to them,
To condemn the accused to the highest measure.
Twenty -six hundred hundred twenty -third
Year of the republic. Signatures of the prosecutor and his colleagues.
The verdict is carried out at dawn
At six o'clock exactly. ... seven carts.
If you missed something
Consider something I grumbled.
Those who have broken little porridge
Each panch seems
The heavier is more heavy, but I don't need a park -
I ate them a dog
Together with a booth, watchman and zoo.
On the teeth of the Zazubina,
Jagged about the granite of science,
Like a saw’s teeth, not in science
Subanated about granite.
And so that the sciences are forgotten
After they were seized -
This does not threaten us.
Some rolled one hundred -
And sleep in the subway.
Others shot the clip
By collectors,
And their cops were taken to the shackles
To dig trenches with a suture shovel.
An ordinary evening. In the area of the sunset.
Clouds like a concrete slab.
The drug shade lures
Bled like python rings.
Everyone wants a high -speed poison,
Something tormenting
What would make fun of
And Princess Nesmeyan,
But we will live long.
We swear to yourself, and then
We measure the hole with our fall.
Although that - and I will lie there.
Twist, the devil.
Yes, and my chatter is a chatter,
But we are not mumbling three.
Now blame yourself:
I passed the second diablo twice
For the necromancer
Under Freeman'ovsky "l'Palais de Justice",
So that now for the word
Do not get into your pocket and
Just like this for 20 minutes to pull.
Bomzhiad
“Traveler, go to build our citizens in the Kingdom of Laconsky,
That, their covenants are observing, here we were killed by bones ”(Simonid is an epitaph of farmopil).
“The whole world was defeated: no one repeated more rap,“ Vatsap! ”Exclaimed (Aranyakaparva).
.
________ Part 1. Frank player
Music: Gem Beats - Ghostin on Dem 50
It seems that the theater of one actor, where not a single viewer,
Better than where there is not a single actor, but only spectators.
Probably, without the theater of spectators, we are better than actors,
When we act ugly, not speculative.
And not insulting, like, time will judge-nope,
There is no time in the judges - the relay race itself is running.
And if I get tired of missing not a podium, at least
There is always an option - to stand aside with a gun.
You yourself will have to judge the time when the minutes get up.
I know what you are worth it, to judge differently and would not,
You put me planks - I stepped over the pedestals,
Therefore, in the end, it will only remain to announce the punishment.
Making bets in Russian
Whether the angels fly
Above our nest of Kutuzki, -
No, apparently, squads in vain
The commandments were studied -
Life judged by articles, and holy
Covered with a dome of fire.
Where in the outlook chorus of the station
Only you put the throat;
Where the boundary of the lawlessness is the horizon;
Where, having folded a piece of paper
And cutting out the silhouette, you will unfold
Familiar to pain
Double round dance;
Where are dancing empty glasses
Under the shaking of railway staccato
Children were formed by a syllable;
Where each axis has a garden stake,
And there is no need to go to look for brains,
To guard here
Cloud weeds;
Where in each you guess the features of the face -
Persons without definite
Celestation;
Where time flies quickly, like a meteor -
You are trying to grab the thread
Events, but all this is some kind
Saberpoberint.
Impressions - Mountain. Meanwhile, there is no time to coo
It's time to get a chopper of a pencil of IKEA from a cartridge,
To put this flea circus of letters to them,
To condemn the accused to the highest measure.
Twenty -six hundred hundred twenty -third
Year of the republic. Signatures of the prosecutor and his colleagues.
The verdict is carried out at dawn
At six o'clock exactly. ... seven carts.
If you missed something
Consider something I grumbled.
Those who have broken little porridge
Each panch seems
The heavier is more heavy, but I don't need a park -
I ate them a dog
Together with a booth, watchman and zoo.
On the teeth of the Zazubina,
Jagged about the granite of science,
Like a saw’s teeth, not in science
Subanated about granite.
And so that the sciences are forgotten
After they were seized -
This does not threaten us.
Some rolled one hundred -
And sleep in the subway.
Others shot the clip
By collectors,
And their cops were taken to the shackles
To dig trenches with a suture shovel.
An ordinary evening. In the area of the sunset.
Clouds like a concrete slab.
The drug shade lures
Bled like python rings.
Everyone wants a high -speed poison,
Something tormenting
What would make fun of
And Princess Nesmeyan,
But we will live long.
We swear to yourself, and then
We measure the hole with our fall.
Although that - and I will lie there.
Twist, the devil.
Yes, and my chatter is a chatter,
But we are not mumbling three.
Now blame yourself:
I passed the second diablo twice
For the necromancer
Under Freeman'ovsky "l'Palais de Justice",
So that now for the word
Do not get into your pocket and
Just like this for 20 minutes to pull.
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