run
have you read Bulgakov "Run"?
Have you read Nabrkov?
"The Extermination of Tyrants"?
me neither.
at the end he burst out with bloody laughter.
who is the author of your dreams?
and could anyone imagine
in my personal destiny, suddenly,
such an archaic plot two years ago?
who is the author of your dreams?
not ready? there's no way to wait it out.
It seemed like a fracture was about to happen, but no.
waiting
suddenly everything has to happen,
like death, there is true poetry in this.
and who is the author of your dreams?
not sleeping, are you awake? really?
classical literature - screw it,
it creates incorrect narratives.
Vysotsky shot himself in the film,
boarding the last boat.
option too, especially
what difference does it make when choosing this?
why not take a walk first.
and how did loser series end
about "Better Call Saul"?
bad for sure.
Now look for decadence somewhere persistently.
all these characters are literary
why here and from which side?
save me, the library loads me like a donkey.
who is the author of your dreams?
judge by the weather?
the clouds are low - it doesn’t happen.
the author is an avant-garde artist.
By the way, I'm a portrait painter -
no worse than Feshin, on top of everything else,
yeah, imagine.
deservedly,
hang a medal on your chest.
who is the author then
your realities?
I don’t know, the clouds are low
and under the soles of the feet the earth is smoking.
figuratively,
no need to exaggerate
and so hyperbole is already like a killer loop.
There are no such bores in reality, it’s just that/
this means then a dream.
oh well, I'm a pragmatist -
word -
it's magic, it's mood
and the direction will create,
maybe even
no need to lie
exactly like that, not "maybe"
arrival place too
within his competence.
Well?
you know, I'm a fish
and I can’t talk at all.
it was important to identify
literary characters at once
to throw the ballast overboard.
"Run" by Bulgakov? What is this? no, I do not know.
the last word was given to
the person sentenced to death,
but he was never shot,
because the,
he spoke for a hundred hours straight,
and judges and guards, towards the end of the speech,
everyone has already passed away
out of sadness.
Nabokov's "Invitation to Execution"
wrong ending. -
The paper worm inserted his word.
their sad reflections are a diagnosis.
Don't take any of this with you.
there is nothing - nothing to lose.
with one reticule only.
the river will carry
exactly as requested.
So I’m wondering where.
who you really are
it will clearly be in place, too.
extreme, yeah.
who is the author of your dreams?
and yes, here’s something else for the author, it would be nice,
for all the good
hit in the face.
yes, and with Marquez, too,
go to hell.
Oh my God,
I burned all the literature at the stake.
vandalism is terrible,
but there is a lot of weight there,
but the intentions are not the same.
let go of your hands, there’s nothing to hold on to,
anyway, already.
we can assume that you are
on the last boat,
like Vysotsky in the film,
who suddenly became cheerful,
delayed the bullet in the mouth,
burst out laughing
and went for a walk
and even got drunk.
aggravate the pseudo-drama -
this is vulgarity.
in a place of hostilities - drama.
and yours is simply a madhouse.
thank you, that's what I knew
that a monkey lives in my brain.
primate, walk in my shoes.
who is the author of your sleeplike realism?
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(the cat immediately confessed. cat, you will get an identification chip in your ear for this.)
not funny at all.
I didn't intend to have fun.
I just take out the extra trash.
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