Please stay still.
it’s you I can feel
right behind me. There
you’re moving air,
as a farewell wave.
Don't disturb the grave
of my memories in a void,
as their light is lost, paranoid.
With no obstacles or clots
in a mixed fog of our thoughts
they are being carefully drown.
If you're smart enough you'll be gone alive by the dawn.
No coincidences and can't be at all.
Free from me and the thin fingers of mine.
Put some ice on your neck, you’ll be fine.
Take the blue as a gift
Back to live, so be it.
Please stay still
© Copyright: Олег Буловоев, 2026
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