The Japanese Kabuki theater

< Felix Komarov



The Japanese Kabuki theater
Instead, only individual masks.
As the waves move
hands And the ghosts in the variegated coloring.
Behind the mask: mask,
Do not rinse it off the face of darkness.
And looking actor safely
Through the slit dead man's eyes.
And after washing White,
He is looking in the mirror eyes.
And beating temporal vein,
And for a cold condenses
Back ... as if the wings fell off ...
No face masks not found.
Everyone thought that we played ...
Whistles are we the audience whistling!
In a cardboard box theater
Play together the final.
And the joker card is torn,
mask and no one would know.