I slept consciously. I lived .
Did not eat bones, drink cod liver oil,
not borrowed , rent deposit ,
fled from the city to the village
and returned . In the morning
my body was weak , stubborn.
Woke him : Hey, do not lie !
Scares me dummies
and limited terrain
vlёk alcohol and marijuana .
I had completely forgotten ,
and I could not love her ,
life ; - It is a great evil ,
and from it I'm in a deep sleep
endured her wardrobe ,
library , silver,
in short, the whole objective world .
There becomes dead
all spirits . True, God's gift
come when not expected
and plunged . And I sighed .
Sometimes, come near to the window.
A landscape in it as light dried up.
In it you stand under fifty
and pulling eye for tear.
And lonely down here ,
where dirty snow underfoot .
So I decided to sleep in a dream.
So , I'm being a tribute giving ,
Statement cenotaph erected
at the place of death being,
in bed , eating poison extracted ,
at the beginning of the fifth , the dawn
so engaged, but in vain .
I sleep consciously live
among the shadows and deja vu .
Here, in each symbol - portal:
in the wall - a drawing , a blade - Horde
and the Minotaur in the labyrinth.
I sleep on a marshmallow Perino
and there in the dream I have a dream
like a dream , like a dream .
