Light-footed youngster

teach me
not-fast life
when they demand and incite
light-footed youngster
alone at home
wrong love
language of death

    teach me
    you taught me to speak
    so I can curse you / Shakespeare
now be patient...
door handles won't release...
... in the morning - three suns, in the evening
"there is a moon in every puddle" /Tattoo

... tubes 'chifirnuli' and 'bazaaryat'
for minimum leg length
for the blue shard dancer
and for the concentration of feelings in a lesbian
poetry

I have seen love...
and I don't want to talk about it any

     not-fast life
personal life is an obsessive mating,
compensation for professional emptiness

for a long time he lived without turning on the light,
without calling an ambulance

     when they demand and incite
it will go around the earth
two living columns with
Song "Life-Giving Flag"
towards the rising sun
as the newspaper "Das Reich" demanded,
but also inside
how incites the Tao

     light-footed youngster
the evidence is following us with
perseverance and no one's hope
cats

... they ask you to show your pockets
where is the light-legged youngster
keeps the tools of sadomasochistic
torture and masturbation

     alone at home
...hope if you can't curse
if you laugh on command,
if you can only fuck together

... look through the peephole for a long time
before answering -
"no...I'm home alone"

     wrong love
it happens that love is colder
of death...

we were unlucky on the right
love -
we knocked on other people's houses
under the guise of advertising agents,
and we were answered excitedly
votes:
"we never loved...
we don't know what it is"

     language of death
the Leader has the habits of a skeleton, when he,
smiling, reaching out to you,
offers to teach death
like the words of a foreign language