Escape from a ring Monobody on a spiral Minus endlessly Lengthways on хрономагистрали – start! Layer of the empty worlds Having lost coordinates In a web of dreams Becomes the point which has been separately taken
The striking of a clock again reminds me Knows, he about me knows something Impudently gets, watches me On the head painfully beats an incorporeal hand Having lost an orbit, dates are accelerated Around everything flies and vanishes somewhere As though I daty, feet in gym shoes from cotton wool, There were twenty, one step and here goes the twenty fifth!
Fire dose in palms dead water Day by day through fingers to the earth completely Time finds a rhyme to the word live While the arrow hangs in crazy flight
Stops aren't present It is empty at the left, empty on the right Only red trace Unpleasant structure that Pulls for itself Children's babble of predictions And bloody fight Storm in a tiny glass
The calendar to me persistently spoils nerves The first, again not I - someone the first Minutes of the swine, second of the stinker Nullify my stocks, reserves Only time for division will move an arrow I break on a mat, i.e. me at once клинит I.e. years departure a pathogenic stream And I is constant under alternating current!
We here only microparticles To us got to aspire On one straight line - in tomorrow