Katerina Kova writes
Город пьёт уснувших силы,
Режет твои плечи,
Садит нас словно на вилы
И готовит свечи.
Ад городской не видит ярких снов -
Упрям и глуп.
Не слышит смога утренних шагов -
Точит зуб.
Шуршит устало твёрдым небом,
Бьёт током, шоком
Невинных, при том неумело,
Разворачивая боком.
Электрический стул воспоминаний
Завтра обернётся нечаянной весной
Мы будем петь, не будет расставаний
Пока города грешники не обрели покой.
n22
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