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Princesses of Gomorrah
We need to go to the store in time to buy soma,
See the Sun by closing your eyes.
Princes of Sodom
They give a midday shot in one gulp.
Forest elf backbiting
With the ginger taste of spring,
You are my monster
You are my treasure
Telling dreams before a fairy tale.
A black blot on the pupil in the white
Hisses from the bitter solution,
A drop of ink in milk.
Princesses of Gomorrah
Grooms are sent to court,
The pupil began to spin wildly,
Another salvo
I didn't know
That I said goodbye to you forever.
Set priorities at the heights of your comfort zone,
Not making love, but having sex.
Forget it
Surrendering to the liberating reflex.
With an ax, like an icon,
Open up
Following only the laws of physics
Gravity attraction
And don't be afraid of anything.
Eat the best food first
There may not be a “later.”
Was it just me, or were you kind of sad today?
You reach for my chest with your toe.
The norm hangs over you like a shark's mouth,
On the parietal chakra, dripping liquid tradition,
The tail entangled around the limp wrist.
This is not happiness
What a crap postcard.
Smiling for no reason,
The singer's mother is looking at the screen,
Which stands straight, bending.
You look like your father
Only he is there, but you are not.
The world, like a cow, is divided by a butcher,
Idiocy and absurdity are his main plot and secret,
Every conversation is a school subject
In a whirlpool he drowns among the columns.
The imperceptible wind of eternity
Carves quotes on monuments
In the necropolis of impeccability.
The cicada calls for sunset.
Punishment is not a metaphor
It is written in fidelity to the oath.
The co-authors do not allow the universe to be born.
The smell of camphor wakes you up instead of coffee.
The comet's scythe is sharpened to a shine for the harvest.