< Alexander Oleshko
Wind foliage box guitar string
Shelest dresses and at the moment already
lace
Leather whisper heat batteries
Creek and intermittent smell
sea
In the darkness, someone lights
Never find peace
A knock on the door heels
concrete
Phone vibrates rhythm
Maker writes steam from the spout anthem
The air in the kitchen frozen
Pours from the tap melody tears
Smoke glasses of cold frost
The tree tries white outfit
Again, in the social network about business talk
Thoughts revolve a thousand words
Jumping traffic lights and again went
Street light lights torn
Footprints on the road leading him to her
Overgrown with smiles of old friends
Used for the mistakes of someone
people
Turning life events to loot
Knock the wheels of a steam locomotive road
metro
Escalator wooden door window
Called departed Is the door opened?