daily struggle with dirt and discomfort on your body.
Wash breasts, clean the nails neat.
not admit the extreme thoughts
and try not to notice the stigmata of the socialist
sluggish on the buildings of the city.
time to inspire his love for art
and the shouting of the most beautiful words in the rain.
History of the World has long been
told by the ideal strangers
whose colorful expression
expand my chest.
waited for this fall.
Seasons, which he always laid down the Lady Lazarus.
Death processed into art.
I am inclined to dialogue, covering the same
silence in his eyes.
full admiration ...
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