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In frame
< Alexander Kharitonov
Kiev
Month stooped
Coin-star
I pulled into the machine.
The city was asleep.
And time stood still
fog over the rooftops.
Autumn Strings -
barking breeze,
play at random.
Lips pursed
(In the wall frame)
my ex wife
Yellow chandelier -
boring sun,
thumb eyes.
Drunken morning.
Meet
gigolo the other is good.
Day golden-haired
painted bronze
trees in the gardens Memo sadness:
painting in prose,
in the photo, from the past ...
Kiev

Month stooped
Coin-star
I pulled into the machine.
The city was asleep.
And time stood still
fog over the rooftops.
Autumn Strings -
barking breeze,
play at random.
Lips pursed
(In the wall frame)
my ex wife
Yellow chandelier -
boring sun,
thumb eyes.
Drunken morning.
Meet
gigolo the other is good.
Day golden-haired
painted bronze
trees in the gardens Memo sadness:
painting in prose,
in the photo, from the past ...