When the naked are in a hurry

body wandering
amazing hokusai barrels
real nudity
frantic heartbeat
desire to peep
trace of panties
robot walk
copy copy
reniflers
when the naked are in a hurry

     body wandering
the attraction of vagrancy
wander over your beloved body:
selfie or hidden camera?
like zui-hitsu without taking off
gas mask
...............
in camouflage
in a strictly upright position
impossible to look at the sky

     amazing Hokusai barrels
suffering from the wind
in rubber boots
I see a teddy bear
on narrow gauge rails
.......................
centennial cedars and
barrels of gasoline delight

     real nudity
topics for discussion - paraphimosis,
passivism,
obsessive fear of birth
baby...
real nudity is stunning
fashion eyes
best of all - in the mirror
the Flemings knew how, yet -
Stalins hyperrealists
.........................
although,
only death frees from conventions
                / Kovalevskaya

     frantic heartbeat
aim for the left nipple
under the nails of a tall man
abnormal tilt of the earth -
child prodigy idea
bullets come back one by one
as the inhabitants of the women's hostel
with a furious heart
.........................
jar of cigarette butts
sweet smelling discharge
voltage

     desire to peep
light in closed eyes
nervous Landscape,
circulation
animal breathing is easier -
especially funny dogs...
in the background is a bunk,
dropper
treatment room stinks
like naked...
.................
irresistible urge to peep


     trace of panties
the room floats away, I push off
from the bottom
half a man
only legs,
perfect human legs,
with panty marks
....................
empty glass breaks glass
silence follows

     robot walk
let's talk about something
turn on your heels
like a little nude
opium smoker
lostness
synchronized mouth openings
torn toe is
robot walk

     copy copy
human actions are meaningless,
copy copy
then - hasty conclusions
.................................
...and still I'm not leaving
and you...
if possible

     reniflers
unquenchable light in the hallway,
impatience...
you break the ampoule, but -
first about the weather,
about the rain, my dear,
about the strange expression of the eyes of the blind
.................................
reniflers

     when the naked are in a hurry
traces of stay
blood syringe...
this is the death of reality
the pain grows like a nimble tail
lizards
unbearable identification of corpses or
when the naked are in a hurry
..,...............
Well ask - why did I come?