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These bricks are too heavy
Don’t take away my illusions
There was a time
When I thought
That the gravity
Didn’t exist
Now I fly
In dreams
And I believe in physics
Let’s listen to your music
Coltrane or Cole Porter
All the violins
Are playing for you
So don’t forget to turn off
The stove
If you want to
Constantly live
In my dreamland
Be careful with reality
Don’t let it know
That you simply don’t notice it
The day you will miss
Your armchair
I’ll put off my spell
And set you free
By Jove
You deserve it
Being deceived by your dreams
Disappointed
From the start
Your solitude will help you
To respect me as a person
Love? May be somewhere
In the past
The golden age has been broken
And now we live
On the edge
Of the shrinking culture
It snows
Don’t forget to put off
The stove
Everything that happens is
Too late, too wrong
It’s a clever thing
To know that
The world is ready
To disappear
Someone tastes
The freedom
For the first time
On the earth
The dark pictures
Are prettier
Than the gold
Nicer
Than a kiss
Never imagined
The poetry is a precious opium
Strange as it seems
Turn off the stove
The heart is blinking
Atomic vision makes you
Control the substance
I am nearby
And I don’t know
What to say
But I am still here
Feel that I am made of
Shadows
And the day has passed
A long time ago
Resign yourself
From the dreams
Where we are together
My leather gloves
Your caress them
For forgetting
All the memories
In the order of appearance
Do this, do that
We will never achieve
Ourselves
Loosing every time
We play
No paradise, no hell
And I am so ashamed
Because I don’t like me
Nor you
I won’t tell you a thing
About us
Each word is a fake
Just forget
Thousands of miles away
The same house
The same winter
And you in the doorway
All my happiness
Returns
The life is worth
A beautiful mistake.

19 января 2023