The Book of the Walls

Леонард Зиновьев
It takes so long to get from one city area to another across littered deserts and vacant lots.
Eaten buildings.
Imprints of brains on the walls.
Cartoons with lethal outcome.
Impressions for softies.
A book written with brains on the wall.
Sensibility looked like an improper mutant.
It must be feeling good when you do not dream of hostilities and bombers crashing together above rooftops.
With the statistical data having been de-identified.
Effective transformation of the passengers into a cargo.
The unnecessary brain-housing unit rolled aside.
The happy inhabitants of a music video killed each other.