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Quarter to Five

Glintshake

cherez sto metrov — povorot napravo
chernyye stekla, lada, fbi
opoyennyy parami svezhego asfalʹta
radioaktivnyy nasvay
foto na pamyatʹ v bitom telefone
khocheshʹ poymatʹ butylku golovoy?
gnet·sya tonkoye telo v chernom balakhone
pod udarami bochki pryamoy

bez pyatnadtsati pyatʹ
bez pyatnadtsati pyatʹ
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perekrytyy voditelʹ nosit·sya po krugu
rvut·sya kolonki, statui v sadu
molcha tyanut ko mne iskusstvennyye ruki
golyye u vsekh na vidu
leto lyubvi i samorazrusheniya
gasit ogni, i veter peremen
bʹyet dverʹyu v litso i tashchit po stupenyam
v novyy perekoshennyy denʹ

bez pyatnadtsati pyatʹ
bez pyatnadtsati pyatʹ
bez pyatnadtsati pyatʹ
bez pyatnadtsati pyatʹ