Excuses for fucking

excuses for fucking
kind of love
on a fabulous bottom
having intent
identification
hot will
chromosome carriers
   
  excuses for fucking
it was not a dream, it was
feeling of happiness
exhausting kiss
after
exhausting waiting
love,
justification for life
excuses for fucking

     kind of love
it was not enough for them: they ate pasta,
smoked schmal,
twirled the photo, is that you? ..,
is that her?..

like what did you love?..

     on a fabulous bottom
it's good that we are more
will not meet...
it's worth paying dearly for

this is the best gift
new life!:
on a fabulous bottom
among the dirty fabulous
words,
without hot water
without lying before fucking

     having intent
read, turn over, then
tear on the fascist flag ...

the tracker was dozing for now
we fucked
on a bench bolted to the floor...

he was waiting for us to confess,
like - "we are in cahoots ... having a mind"

     identification
run by the carriage
touching the monogram from time to time,
identify with the empire!

even cooler - to carry a portrait of Kosygin,
taking a break from time to time
for sandwiches and beer...

drummers waiting for commands
with cold white thighs,
identified with Lyudmila Gurchenko

     hot will
nothing inside
a draft flies through the door
like Vesyolyj's equestrian ...
like - no stsy! .. nothing will happen,
but only
hotter today

     chromosome carriers
...no more need for road maps and
metro maps
... beautiful women swagger -
"'fujlya' to us, beautiful girles ..."

they feel sorry for the 'blooders',
carriers of wonderful chromosomes