Winter

< Leah Altukhova



Winter was coming. Styn. Izboleemsya.
But do not be afraid to hurt me very much.
The city also will walk
trolley Scheduled ...

Just be revenge parade and street.
Buy movie tickets and exhibitions.
Well, if we suddenly face-to-face face,
No Fury.

The wires in the same wire will ring,
Only letters do not wait, do not read more than Brodsky.
I put in a cardboard box all your photos.
(Days orphan.)

And the winter is over. We speculate on the globe,
Who and where are now, to drink boiled.
The city also will hurry bus ...
Doomed.