Евгений Идр - Ее был путь
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Her was the way ...
On the gray half of the basement plates
The bed rag was gobbled Mol,
Rosic spots tearing into mold.
They carried her forward on tiptoe
Step of the legs.
Forward and upward…
Feet pads
We looked for the path, flowing from the nose to the heels.

The parquet floor first conquered!
Half -story was affectionately crushed
On a bright mind ...
The smuggler smoked grass.
In his kudlat red beard
A cunning smile has always been awarded.
The parquet floor first conquered ... and
all day…
The smuggler smoked grass.
And in the evenings everyone smoked her.

Bracelet smoke,
digging into the alveoli,
I stroked the cheeks with a colored hem.
Calm was chopped clouds,
The desire for sauser Viola,
I muttered the Udolban Kahon with a verse ...

And it was so ...
Cretin summer burned with sand.
Cormation sneakers on the legs
They stomped at the mossy fountain.
Then she was finished with the corridor ...

Run from the edge of the stairs to the balcony,
screaming at pigeons and sparrows,
spin in multi -colored hoodies
or without them.
On her fingers
Flowers grew.
She weaved her hair into wreaths,
into the bushes of their funny currant branches,
Alien men ...

They looked at the trembling in their hands delightedly.
Self -conservation, sobs of the soul,
I tried to enjoy the dump.
Implanting shadows into a ringing yet
The breast -winging breast widespread ...

Sedy fakirov skinny ankles.
Empty Kurducks of Volyn Fur Referee
Hested Bodhisatovs thinking -
In shortness of breath,
with half -sex on the lips, -
The half -rotten attics promised.
LISTRE -LANDED THE TOMER
Bought the forms of portals,
curtained plywood kiseya.
Polyps on the wallpaper sprouted.
Polyps were stuffed under the nails.
Drinking the roots into the thin of it ...
And in a billion stained attic.

She was the path in the gray half.