15:38

Christ opened a book club

Where he reads modern prose

In the company of intelligent SMMers

We have great days ahead

Sisters of Mercy cut off their last hair

From the head of a sleeper

So casual and unobtrusive

The lights in the village are going out

And we stay

At the forefront of twilight

Hanging as the last question

We calm down like an electric train

We walk on their tablets

Broken slabs

What is the name of this bird

Wait, I’m opening the birdnet

The trains left a long time ago

From this station, but there's no one here now

It's getting loud in the cemetery

We are not expected there today

My smart watch doesn't show the time

My smart head ignores space

From my throat I can only get

Long-long scarf

Like a magician seeing a flash between the yet and already future