AUSTRALIA
The motor drove up - alien, purple - I would name the brand,
yes I forget constantly.
The brown-haired brown-haired woman sat down in it, slammed the door - and that's it, and that's it,
and just spray from under the wheel ...
Strange & # 33; How do you want, it is strange to me & # 33;
After all, I almost already loved her for some pathos of shape, so to speak,
and generally for facial expression.
(When you meet on the street, tirades about the weather do not pass,
outdated as an idea.
I prefer to start with some expressive question
philosophical properties, for example:
"Where I am? Tell me, girl, where am I? ”
Acts on many. And this at least something. Not surprised, how not surprised
resuscitator or policeman.)
No, I’m not complaining, I’d basically get used to the fact that the world happens
inattentive and callous
that it does not correspond very well to noble specimens or to higher requirements
answers not quite.
Damn with him & # 33; Not responding, and to hell with it & # 33;
But why in such quantity, in any lane, initially,
endlessly - and just in relation to me?
I also thought as a boy: I’ll get myself a beast, otherwise they’re out
how many jumps on fields & # 33;
I’ll take a reasonable giraffe, anteater, or just a kangaroo as my friend,
I even found a name:
Lambda & # 33; I will call him Lambda & # 33;
... So I thought, but childhood ended, and the poor anteater to this day
It remains unclaimed and rides where it rode ...
And stranger number two, meanwhile, had climbed the sidewalk,
phosphorescent and rodea.
Very nice, not worse than the first, even better, that is, even better than everyone -
and by the way: I'm not everyone either.
Where I am? Girl, girl & # 33; Where I am?
Not for you, if for you I’m now almost completely experiencing something,
what in some ways resembles love? ..
1994
