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Outside the Masurian cottage never-ending carnival
The errant couples dancing there a tango in the barn
Burnt ladders of archangels so deep in mortal soul
Planets turned into a dust – the Munich Sun had shone
While the autumn leaves are burning with their emblems on gallows
Solidified human shadows decorate the walls
Well, if one atom can destroy so much
So how much can destroy the man?
“Let's kill me on Golden Staircase” – says a daughter of the Rhine
To monster who devoured her child as soon as it was born
Miss Death today's so charming dressed in Mary Pickford's hats
She's playing the violin and covering her face
The Cyrenaics are learning how to fall down on knees
Or else are trading, copulating and insulting blessings
So many people know so much
Nobody thinks enough
“No signs in case of solitude” to the former Healer screamed
Sixteen years old Karl Rossmann – the man who disappeared
Jim Casy the preacher beneath the gates to love
He dreams of Lady Jennings in duet with Missis Boyd
Five hundred white horses are trampling the wedding band
While the immortal Kemos took Ekecheiria in remand
Well, what is matter most today:
Freedom or security?
“Excuse me Mr. Tristan” – Till Eulenspiegel said
“Can I take your sweet Iseult if you can't make me dead?”
Meanwhile at abandoned khutor the Lover of Great Bear
Paralyzed with wild fear sighing to Joseph K.
“Look, Velazquez and Rembrandt are drawing genitals on walls
Expecting the excitement and respect of local slums
So should we rush into disturbed waves
Should we die bit by bit on rocks?”
“It's raining to the Temple” – Rudyard Kipling smiled
“You'd better stay away from here – you're not a Widow's child”
So the workers' pontiff came on the streets spying naked Melusine
Then the ghost of Hiram Abiff proudly entered the scene
Striding across the darkness with some attributes in hands
In left he keeps the steel square – in right he keeps the ankhs
Who experienced astral travels
Will not be lost in the visible world
“Lord, give me the rule over people's hearts and minds
I will please all nations” – dazed Konrad still cries
Just like son of Dogon's Nommo or else like Prometheus
Blaspheming although the vultures are flying to his breast
Silence in empty windows, loneliness in the watchtower
Their dreams are gone, their souls spent their blood has gone sour
But what if the blasphemers
What if they all are cherished?
“Oh, Mistress of the Horizon – Oh, Lady of the Birth House
Why didn't you take pity on me?” – Vasily Bazarov shouts
N' the Candid's crew on sinking ship soon they all will freeze
But the just one thing they're worrying: who on which side is
In addition, the owl of Minerva spreads its wings at the break of dawn
Fleeing from the red-eared hounds sent by an enraged Arawn
If hope is favorable wind
The boats are like a dreams
Now the Crescent moon is rising and people kind of less
Sourdough Madonna's fighting for survival - what a zest
The number of answers equals to number moons of Mars
And everybody wants to buy the costume Bert Lahr's
Even Mikhail Botvinnik at the opening trying to prove
That there's not time for white but for black to move
If pleasure is a value
Better not to be born
Cubist banker standing with a rope beside the larch
Still too transparent view it is just an early March
"Poverty is a great wealth" - he deceives himself and crowd
But amid the naive cheering the psychopath's laughing out loud
“In vain all the signs from Heaven – in vain all the bells resound
Nobody hears, nobody sees – this place is deaf and blind”
Two sides and one purpose
But their plan won't work
What am I supposed to write about on the edge of time?
When the art turned into a kitsch, when all sanctities fell down
When love is just a pornography, when the science is the faith
When real Ladies and great Heroes hide in desecrated grave
When the critics and the censors are the guards of correctness
When promiscuity is a virtue, when freedom emanates darkness
When even the speech of hate
Is called the speech of truth
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