The voice of Mars

truth and not so much
trains
fireworks, boy!
looking at you
see the fire
the voice of Mars
I am silent to you
wandering albatross
wonderful song

     truth and not so much
you've fucked with your "truth" -
do not want to pack margarine
in cardboard boxes
social media administrators...
...............................
don't need the truth
and not even true
what a stupid kingdom
where is the bronze Lenin
crumples a bronze cap,
sitting with a bronze Stalin
on a bronze bench...

     trains
you say - in the zone
respect the blind
others are afraid...
splashed acid - run
around the First Circle...
................
train timetable
on the wall of the district bath -
male and female...

     salute, boy
earth and sky always
change places
like the statues on the pedestals
confused sides of the world
and only the station confused
as always
shoots me with a bull -
fireworks, boy!

     looking at you
you went into outer space,
after wiping the key
and doorknobs...
forever young old people -
death gene is merciful!
the rest are interjections
as in the interregnum
waiting for the Word and the new
regime
littered the resource
trying to get to know
life ends, but the bobble is still gone -
the KGB officer is crying
.................
passing through the steeply falling
shadow,
I squint looking at you...

     see the fire
the shorter life, the sharper
taste of vodka
"I see fire" - you sing,
falling through the air
hands blue from veins...
monument wrong
oriented -
you look like a rhyme jerk
with a path of saliva to the chin ...
.........................
I see you -
shooting star of backyard rock...

     the voice of Mars
insects overpower
this is the voice of Mars
chitinous shells store
music by Handel
... does not take karbofos
extra free vertebra
and there is no one rib - you tickle
thin mustache, Martian ...
the round table rotates -
and takes off!
flight propulsion engine
ready, dear
Academician Sorokin!
we fly, we scratch our pubes ...

     I am silent to you
Raskolnikov did not laugh
the paramedic laughs - the last
flirting with a fireman and
his fire hose,
the forgotten days
burnt out light bulbs and empty
matchboxes
saving on food and beauty,
save up for a talking parrot
and an understanding dog...
in the realm of anarchy and freedom
the internet will snitch on you
parishioners of the nudist church
...............................
shut up, I am silent to you!
 
     wandering albatross
the German invented the monkey:
everything will be good, dick Dostoevsky!
...............................
vegetative state
wandering albatross
pigs in paradise playing
on keyboards
I discover life
methane inhabitants of Saturn,
purple boucles turning yellow
old women,
stinging cells of jellyfish and
dragonflies, dragonflies - around dragonflies ...
...............................               
eat popcorn salad
and frozen sprats,
and around - "black mills of Satan" / Blake
   
      wonderful song
we were
it will be denied
but we were
we are the best
like tyrannosaurs are the best,
what happened in the Cretaceous period
after us - eaters of chips,
still lifes from devices,
everything is square,
melodies without flats...
scratching paint...
...............
slow me down on the guitar
without string
wonderful song 'Na-***'