Blindfold - из архива

And every time when autumn comes
This image stays before my eyes
This pic by pic and word by word
The pleasure hurts or sweet is hurt

In meanings not by me invented
In crosses not by me inverted
As walk these blades and mud of gold
...blindfold

Dressed in different shades of violet
Melting in the endless universe
That's naked just by nights
Stars may stab into the darkness
As millions of knives

It seems that memories have decomposed
And now I could cut down my past
And even replace
But hold on the skeletons
Of past time
And drunk with smell of decaying guts

The sleep - just stay in expectation
The visions slip and lose the shape
So they can't give me power
The borders are erased
And I am weak and bare
The guards sleep but altar gates are locked
So however no one gets inside
Don't know how long I am able to hold
The borders are erased
And I am still balancing on them
As on the tightrope
Blindfold