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"POKAZAT' CHTO SEM'YA USPESHNAYA A ON -- NET (UBEDITES' PO FOTOGRAFIYAM)..."

ПОЭТ ЭМО

(ZNAESH', KAK LECHILA "LYUBOV'YU"!) ZA SHEYU UHVATILAS': SEMEYNYJ FAVORITE "KERMODE" (VLAGOY POKAZYVAT' NA FAMILIYU... PRITOM NAMEKAYA, CHTO MOZHNO OT BOL'NICY POLUCHIT' DEN'GI)... KAK VAM TAKOJ PODVIG? (I IKRY SKRYLA)!

"UROD V LYUBOY MOMENT", SORVAT' HIRURGA,
"USPESHNEE GORAZDO" VTON DRUGIM!
TO PODVIG SOL'VEYG SO VAGUE... POMINUTNO
ZA PESNYU, MNOJ NE SYGRANNUYU. "S NIM

MNE POVEZLO... TAKOY ON POKAZATEL';
VSEMU TIPICHNYJ; PROSTO TRAFARET
I PROSTO KAFEL'... TYAGOMOTNYX STATEY --
"NIKTO NE POMOGAET" I "POEHT"

I NEGR URODLIVYJ DARIT BEGONII...
I "UROZHENETS ON!" KAK BUNIN EST
I GOLOS ZLOY OT PERVOJ PATAGONII
LEKARSTV? NET... PISEM. I STIHOV NASHEST

ZA BEGUDI. A CH'YA "SUD'BA -- KOPEYKA"
NA DELE PESNYA... LIZHEN U USHEJ...
VOT FOTOGRAFIA I VSYA SEMEJKA
POTVORSTVUET... GONI EGO VZASHEJ!

(V KAKOM PRITONE YA ZHIL, IGRAYA GAMMY V DETSTVE? ZA EHTO I RYOBRA, PROBITYE V TYUR'ME, EGO NADO LISHIT' VSEGO? V TYUR'MU POSADILI POEHTA ZA ROBOST'! DOROZHNYE NARUSHENIYA V KALIFORNII! PRI TAKOY SEM'E, KOLEYA NIKOGDA NE NARUSHITSYA -- PRYAMOY I LEGKO OBVINITEL'NYJ PUT' VNIZ, NO OSOBENNO USERDNO PRINYALA UCHASTIE "MOLODOY VRACH"! S SAMYM LUCHSHIM POVEDENIEM SCHITAYA EGO OTVRATNYM, NO TOL'KO PROVOZGLASHAYA...) "DEPRESSIYA"... TAK SMOTRIT ONA NA XUY MOJ, A TAK ZHE EYO KOLLEGA-DRUG AKSHAT SLUCHAJNOE SOVPADENIE KOLESA? AKSHAT ZNAET, CHEGO YA STOYU KAK AVTOR (PO MINIMUMU, KAK PEREVODCHIK) SAMA, UGROZHAET LOZH'YU POD PRISYAGOY (KAK TEBE TEORIYA PRINYATIY DRUGS?) KOGO TY BUDESH' NAZYVAT' BETA I NAMEKAT' NA "OBETY"? (HOW DO YOU ARGUE WITH "NATIONAL LAMPOON'S ANIMAL HOUSE"? ("GRUBOST' HOCHESH'... TAM IMPLANT'Y!" (USHI CHISTO NA PROSTITUTSIYU -- I NA "PROSTATE CANCER", KAK BYL U DRUGOGO PEREVODCHIKA) MOYA ZDOROVA)) HOTELA SORVAT' I DRUZHBU "YA TEBYA SOTRU S LITSA ZEMLI" UGROZHAYA YAJTSAM PRYAMO V BOL'NITSE (BYVSHEMU V MERCED, KROME KAK UNIKAL'NO I PREVOSHODNO OBRAZOVANNOMU) "V POEHZII, OBRAZY TOL'KO USPESHNYE" ONA MNE SOOBSCHAET EZHEDNEVNO POD DYH: "SBEREGI MAMU"... ZA EHTO I ZAHVATILI V PSIH-DOM! V OSTAL'NOM -- NAMEKI ZA ONE-TIME OPLACHENNYJ SERVIS "PYAT' LITROV KROVI, ON ZHE TRENER"

Why Water? "All blasted, All wasted" (Naked to the Waist) Except for a Mine-Shooter
(M. Scherbakov)

Cats are serene at night and the stipend's falling,
Cars are between the sheets and I lose control,
Lavary thrives on destitute, but I'm bawling
From the departure of him who knew to dole...

Voyage-forevisioned I banks of ancient Nilus,
Mercury was enthralling both banks or shores;
Much was harranging, washing the floors and while as
I stood and watched, the scaffolds were shaking pores...

Someone quiessent hoary was boarding bootleg
Interrogating vagary up-tempo!
Complexly he was thwarting the hairy Ludwig
Whereas sagacious Mozart sang Limpopo...

A crystal house madam with the chrysantemum
Stood by the wayside and inflagrated rock;
Others beleaguered were, but she earned my friendship
For percolating wisely "all run amok!"

DD combine machine there betook its virtue,
Stagnant forwater cringed and squeezed out a sock
And when theater of the darkside brought barter
The Misha Barton residue seized Montauk!

(A woman called a maniac) The song continues

Ignorant, unsuspecting and antianxious
Barbiturate rejector and fragrant mind
Noticed all the tempestuous pregnant edges
Of the proceedings, but what is there behind?

Sadfully, rhodent locusts compared me facely
To the revolving message of what is real!
Who did more there and who waited the reester
Daniel Dafoe asked which for Webster keel!

Who will be swimming in precedented not to
Florida waters, dropped on a sinking boat
Took twenty years thereafter and molto tattoo
And traversied awareness of who that brought.

Cohabitation racially made matter
And unsuspecting I, having missed Fargo,
Was suicidal thoughtfully and embattered,
Songs of the South would much have retained me -- lo!

Dogs rescued maimed embellishments of the other,
Carnal and horny, vociferated, he
Fidgetted and Italian digids drowsily
Tailgated the insanity to the free

World.

You Can Afford Me
(V. Vysotsky)

Abominably, fell in dark
The portraits and docteurs...
My sweat was pouring from me, mark --
As from the home stove's pores!

Voyeur to sick agility,
I went for the up-close
Range -- but in embicility
The doc took it, deranged!

The grill went into the X-Ray
And the blood started gushing
As in hotel the only day
For but a homeless Russian!

A nark, anciliary sweet
Reminded I was deaf
To any illnesses, and beat
When only dad-bereft:

You eat, you hanker with your coms,
Your share it with the rest...
And suddenly a yell, he's con,
A knife onto his crest...

Need not be nervous, my paisan --
My phys proclaimed achieving...
Almost all people all around
Are sick, and are forgiving.

Around my neck, a neck of ice --
It's my age tears me down...
I grin with reddened mouth... precise
As on the stage, a clown...

A necklace of horrificals
Espouses to call spouse,
And maniacally three-two-one
I cry unto the louse!

I could... in time for a baseball...
Bebloody the whole Harlem
Too bad, that some Sardanapal
Spread sheet below my problem!

The cancer's mine. The canker's yours...
Step off from watching feet
Agrarian to the butt-worse,
With bloodiness replete.

Israel deigns, the States avenge,
Deranged avenge you all!
Acquitted only are the strange
And that in rigmarole:

With gas, I'm healthy in me, and
Your crafty unsuturings...
Slick artificial blood with band-
Aid ready for futurings?????

It's time for surgery -- that blood
My cavern didn't cling;
The anesthesia will abduct
But will not mutiny!

Cut without having said a thing
Luxurious or rife,
Or prime in the vicinity
Of as if doing time!

I lay at bend of existance,
Not to say being in English --
And not a movement Resistance
Will save me from the bing trash!

The heroes... leave a suture sown,
Across a brow -- crook-bent...
As if I'm wearing Princeton gown
And having a boyfriend:

"You can't lay down", I'm friends with docs
And crazy with my wife...
I can sit still, I can eat cocks
But I can hate this life!

For me to dress with compliments
Primordial patients quota
A cub, to join Bowery poetry club?..
Get off me, unerota!

Vysotsky's here... the brains mean cunt?
Just think of Genesis...
First human being had some talant,
The second... dulce bliss!

The whole humanity from God
Is ripped with flakes, with pains --
With beach photography by rod
Precision-laced with gains...

The whole humanity is sick,
Is ill and suicidal --
Why be persnickety and lick
Word choice, call amoral?

200 years -- the same old bloke...
Insane Napoleon --
Bespoke-instills la vida loce,
The tokens underground...

All streets Chavez already seized
With expedition deadly
And loves its hoary-bory deeds...
"The history of medley"...

Maniac Prayers (Dilletante)
(M. Scherbakov)

Except there may be a cup extra
From Richard Gere, the damning pester
Of an old girlfriend in reester?

You can't reenter the old waters,
You have to banter what is Godard's
Investment in the "srednij vozrast".

Incest! Two roads, tobacco grinding --
A dandy making the obsconding
Steppaths on Path train to the one ding!

He knew, that in the night obliquely
I'll be extracted like a meakly
Aggrieved fly, consoling weakly!

Thought I that hearts aren't had by oldsters
Severe and lying, with upholsters
But what are lobsters, if there're floorstars?

They're busy, as they catch the splinters
With falling under in the hinders;
They'll burn and blow away the cinders!

Of this I, percolating snidely,
Thought and preponderated widely
But what occurred was far beside me.

The old instructed me, be wary;
We see that you can't other marry
Or wise be, when you're looking scary!

Bat-mitzvahed, if you're feeling Yankee
Your stunts and antics, hanky-panky
Will rib with till, commanding lanky...

And if old said to get a tenure,
Forget the Soviet, change the venue
Never do such a thing again, you!

Tomorrow, carry elocution
Of feisty job to a fruition,
Melodious, you'll be on a mission...

We'll give you place, as you can bear it,
You'll make it look insane and married
Or Captain Cooke will have you buried.

While at all's whole in it, and wholesome
The service must be like a person
Observing it, that's not coercing.

But if the service doesn't watch it
It must be wretched and not turgid...
There'll be another one emergent.

On Biceps and Longevity, We Split (Forbes College) Bad Push Ups? (One promise kept?)
(M. Scherbakov)

Help-less was the process of wars and boxes on the ears:
Whereas you dress an orthodox, he is not always there,
No how from the birth to the ending, will he say, of comperes --
That foe is a man to all men and not a brother faire!

Inkjet -- see him using the printer, purchased by his sis --
Aztecs' anti-sexual bring-door to the tech-profess
Diabole call him bravely and tacid, for he got some good eds --
A wolf, he is tightly professing huguenottal press!

Abs are incremental his passion... Peredelkino
Sabraly is his consumation on the broken nose...
And if driving is his occupance... with the fuel or no,
Endless he is seeking commupance at U.C. or close...

Trunkly of an elephant sitting in the buduar
Drunkly she is sowing or knitting vocabulary --
Tasty it pertains to be "Britting" in USSR
"Hasty, are we wedding or shitting, Madame Bovary"?

Objet of papaya and Hyatts... veritable speak...
Of the lepered Hiltons and Bayards ushering some slack --
Inject a brave lord on the bunny side of his left-most cheek,
And yet if no money no honey, he pronounces back...

"Beat-you" for the housing and whore-lord ended in fracas...
Three two, diacletian warlord starringly pronounced;
Some shelfs goes then homeward, not angel, but neither a jackass...
But wolf is each tongue of the regiment, not a man nuanced!

Nose is unschemato cadavered by a flying corpse;
Moses? ultimatum a coward, utterly ignored!
Psyche ward as an end to millenium barely incepted? Worse?
Thigh-ward, our togetherness venom, "Diehard" room and board!

By the Train
(M. Scherbakov)

I couldn't take off on wings, into the night, a rail;
On time isn't happening, the sleep might well prevail
But with day's blaze in coup -- wayfarer eats some food
And says he knows the scoop: in hell he can burn good,
Inferno taste as soul -- and touched by flames but whole.

Bandana gives him ruds -- in wins he sees no fits:
Some HQ base deprived him of some benefits...
And he is heading there, from the Point M to N;
In debt is every square and they'll be punished then!
He waves the fists at night. He can't be helped, not quite...

He knows, he's right, and dub -- in hell he's well appraised
That to sow ashe and blood he wasn't prod by the base;
That to badge up the trap and boot up an old toe
He is from birth made hap. It don't take an auto...
Wayfarer drinks, I'm near -- I'm stranded with bad fare.

The night fades out with nought, as ashe and blood is shed --
I feel I've tied the knot but can't contain my sted:
I wasn't born for prods, I haven't earned my burn
But fare is all I've got -- wrong ticket not returned
And right one not procured: I'm late and I can cure!

Natasha Surpassed Expectation, Showing a Leg, Finding a Suit, Breaking Nose
(M. Scherbakov)

Indigene, native bastard, you can't live as a man
Using progeny the word, smelling canny --
Unhabitually something is athwart, as it can
Tomorrow maneken and out of tan!

Let's say last morning

Both familial you bronze adhered to wrists with the snap,
And for entrance stashed a hundred (in rubles)
But in a trolleybus trammed and swung through stop with a nap
And Tred'yakubskaya obsconded trap!

It's not you, last night, up worthy two-half steps -- that is here
From profundities where wardrobe serves eat
Married easel afficionado Natali propped,
Excursioner, a prof esthete.

Just note the spelling, stupid.

Thank the golly egad Mormon, it's no Morton you rapped,
Unchiefdeputied and thence unKarasined;
Bloked fruit fellows, blogged the cosinus and nose broke entrapped,
Saw Katja Kassin and forgot you're taped.

Horrendous Fellow!

Toes on Lazarus prep concert indivvying Pepboy,
A detective has to be by Vysotsky
But as far as indignations, jealousies, Chips Ahoy,
You're merely nascent, heading for Bolshoy.

Atrophy is more by brains than muscular -- give and go --
Ain't forgiving it upon the last concert:
Did some Stairclimber, forgot Charlize Theron, showed a toe,
Set up the victuals, and bestowed lotto!

Yes you did, Master!

Well, Natasha didn't keep the old diurnal in Prague,
Studied Latin in the Greek of Hungary
And as far as the Vysotsky of the seventy-five,
There's Glengary Glenn Ross and that is prive-

at, as Woodman Pierre is private -- but forgetting the socks
For James Bond is an insane requisition,
There is Henry James correcting, William Butler... Reikstags
And Tiger Woods, that's merely guten tag!

Without turnstyles and the vodka, without virgins and rock,
Without using such a word as Dupree
You'll return from California a stolid prom sock,
But you say firm, when simply up for stalk...

Steaks that Natali is eating send Aurora to hill,
Ashley Blue wants Scherbakov on a table
And as far as Karen Lancombe, she is dead if you will
That makes you evil on my concert bill

Consider prizes

But when you are on a transport, don't knock windows straight in --
Bend it sideways and a little but thigh-ward
Otherwise my Natali, like a bird, will begin
The Beguine sizing and master routine --

Egomaniacs are drizzling, make a scene, show a toe
But a trainer only teaches Aikido
Otherwise, there will be too much envy in sportlotto,
Hammer and anvil will die long ago!

Bad Moldavian Betraying a Senator (Reference Nord Ost) Stop this Insanity
(M. Scherbakov)

The half-day, the rail-station, the bureau -- all appropriate was there save two of us --
The queue, the curlicue, the rain, and the... straight line to Oredezh and Pavlovsk;
All passengers, without exception, knew their roles and arias in place, excluding us
As if a rare inventor mixed in us into an alien music coldless...

Sowed to the word, glued into set -- to the buffet embellishments and modern radio-plethora of middle waves;
The rain drooped-eared, the day was debt
And yet no day meant more or was annointed to us more in collages and craves!

As if no body fallowed in our way, we were studying and disentangling
The tingling dissertation of desserts and horsedevoirs in that sequention;
We lied interrogatingly about who we were telling the biography
Of, in an intensive prerogative bestowed on us by doctors waiting!

Someone's display, ardor and greed
Was evidently seizing us by the awareness, that it can do in any flash! (We loved the Johnny Cash, kill a model)
Shyness will fade. Pride will recede
But epithets have not dispersed, we did not vanish, we narrated our own trash...

The meteorite never fell on us, and never tumbled down the short intrigue,
The turtle-thoughted intertheories did not us integerly conquer!
The progress-incentived dispatcher didn't strike with verisimilitude of his critique
And languid unusurping vagary still seizes us, alone and tardive.

Verily now clinging to old, we favor and anticipate, ferver confirming and infinitesimal truth,
Reference tact, legalness, cold
And in the end, we ferry that the leper will give up his way of youth...

https://youtu.be/qBESN5MGx-0
https://youtu.be/cfsBB1u3NpY
http://youtu.be/XkkWTnutp2A

Dreading Evgeny Rein Cry for Suicide did you Notice? (OKUDZHAVA KILLED ME BY OFTEN SHOWING UP) (V. Vysotsky)

To be a driving horse -- I could've deadened;
To celebrate the jubilee -- and out
But I observed that 10 years is no legacy of Land's end,
There's beer across the street to be without!

And still -- leak in a little borzhom gas
For the ten years -- such dates are rarifying!
Okay -- a jubilee can embarrass
By junipers -- but I am that defying...

So what have we approached with anniversary?
Ox the intention -- fundamentals' deaf,
"The horse", Akshat's new lover Pelagea and the yessir
Are answers to the story in "Alive."

No peak, no Zenith, not an Apogee,
No Zeynep waiting in cinotheater,
In Cino there is one -- but she is gay?
I doubt that let us be us the creator!

The decreation or the deconstruction
Philosophy in journals overseas
Delapidates the horniest betrayers of the Russian
Mercy forgivers and MIT fleas!

A scumbag wrote the horses for the few --
But a good man "In Leningrad" for many
And I love money, but I look askew
At "I don't love" or like or getting any!

Pearlbarley boiled, and I'm not getting snarly...
Sings Bogushevskaya "vot ehto da"!
I'd graduate from Harvard school phenomenally
But pheromonal difference goes far!

A gopher broque perstincts the Bellevue,
The avenue is standing in full flavor;
Are hanging two noosehangers for the few!
For many plane hungars, many a favor!

Not Paris and not kidneys for the callow
And loving kiddies as nobody loves...
But our philosopher at the premier boycotting fellow
Discriminates against the bones and coves:

Back goes the war and we live in the trenches,
We understand the churches and the rows
And even our De niro knows more menches
Then their hyeroglyphs and Kurnikovs...

We're all born ugly and we come out stupid
But that Wertmuller Lena director
Amazes me by lies, as does Filatov sometimes dupe'd
By our performances... he is a whore...

(Dudnikova needed) Delapidated maculas

So very off to living Scherbakov:
You live but I am heading to Versacchi;
Van', come with me, Demidova, fuck off!
To Domodedova and further dachi...

Ajai, California Finally Anal, No Thanks to Lena (Menial Labor?)
(M. Scherbakov)

Truly an instructor trainal, can't refrain net-gossamer weaving for the fut-
Ure, in a gay A-shirt, geisha following precisely from the concert to cashpeau
Rendezvous you can't refute
At the Red Square at 1 hour,
Whitsun weddings, Whitsun weddings, 5 min to prepare.

Au pair?

Enter poorly by ex-thrasher ridig Bridgit the epistolary Europe at all sides,
Rebentrop's on South Beach
In Miami, where it's dentured densely on the armyleader
And Adriana post-mortem
Any longer who's the lifter
On Fairmount

Pepper Pike now -- how I got there by Fellini, I cannot tergiversate
Too much stardust in hell, and Greenlandia mine
Keeps on lying to the tableau's
In the plane's tempestuous cabin,
Where Drakhixa has established
Her innocuous positions
And lies low

Are you slow?

Per Enflo, at the house dixiland is luridly sagating unto early close up shop
And the fear of laminating in lieu putting up succinctly, indivvying roots or closures, all the use
Technological advantages simply to help refuse
And an only Cindarella showing up to call you fella
And to lave you in Hecuba, and in Hollywood think Cuba
Cuba Gooding or's it maybe Forrest Whit-

aker, aker God's and Land's end later
On the other side of greater
I-5 road, than 415 there, as the Country of Cretinia
Breaks your bank

Tank?

Lucifer
From here to kennel,
Men all?

First Intellectual Treatment of Lime Disease Forgoing Ziggy Stardust
(Mikhail Scherbakov)

Left meaning to the East in an intense show coach,
by sinking-in incense and penitentiary stogies
no matter what locale bestows -- for best approach
not hammering on moments, either firy, hot or gorgeous!

Calmari from Ukraine bespeak Satyrikon,
no questions of Yukon and lackadaisically few of
the classic musical called Can't go? I'll go on
with violins upfront and clarinets playing only Fugue!

Malaka, Oberlin, Falaka, Erenburg,
Tanaka, Uppercut, gondola, hole, hypotenuse...
obscond and intricate mint integer and erg
as we all have agreed at the return of Wiederreise!

The Hamburgian account is definitely left
accusative of beige, imported and unrectangular,
arrived at Armory and Aymerie hogcleft
all Heine and excuse to be so abberantly peddler!

Longevity Cape Cod beleaguers us and calls,
belabors to arrange, unBeatrice us, and challenge
(I almost said of "nas") -- how are you gonna pass?
However oft deranged in countenance, syringe is midrange...

Immediate bypass, enameled Oggi read
incognito in droves and insagatious in kintrees
like kitten crossed the road and leotard took green
and unitard took heart I'm not a retard in your mantri...

Here tigers have a name -- here's Caliostro, Pride,
Laticia and Commercewolf, obloquely and pedantly
and even catch some birds: Annetta, Springfield, Clyde
Connecticut, Bernstein, not gallantly, but delegantly...

Or chary a museum, where several Van Gogh
Messina and Scorsese autoportraits hang in clearings...
A lawsuit hanging posed -- "domino POV"
and always apropos, but why be asking about these things?

And soon it's by our side, the solid sought-for shore --
tempestuously girding and engurgling promontory
will hint and squint and flint, that our race's nevermore
that over is the run replete with goal but meaning? Sorry!

When one dyslexic cop by name of Beowulf
corrects us on geometry and blind is to inducements
we need Herostratus upon the stage to goof
and wait for the Amtrak but that's off track and we are bull ride...

May rusty as King Lear upon the photo scowled
a tide will lay and rush, procliving knee and stroking ankle
celestial obtuse and dainty lift afowled
by casual jurie may lay in sconce and save our ventricle...

A bow Fontanka calls, bethighs and prophesies
beswans the intrepid and hinting to him, he's not stupid
sends caverns up his lungs, who torrided our tries
to go at it alone and at the closeline meat the Cupid.

The stagecoach will calmarse, helarse, and sosegarse...
and clemency refrain, collapse in olygarch and vanish
and we are drinking rum, and we are speaking arse!
and we are planning mountaintrips and now we're speaking Spanish...

Sonatier, Distempered Sloganer, 2014. Theoretical Bomb
(M. Scherbakov)

Has it actually happened? Spots gave way to a purposed design;
Clueless, what it was apt on, has forfeited each trace of a line;
What was ferretting vainly blossomed stunningly within a glow
For the evening insanely it couldn't even low.

And today, it has gathered: being conformed to, and followed a path:
And the uselessness tethered and the vanity found it repast,
And it's hard to get faster at believing what happened to day
But literally yester all was leagues away.

And yet, yesterday rocky were relationships even at rest;
Capitally unlucky one was, feeling the worst and the best.
What variety of cards seemed to trump the antecedent ones
But the game fell to cowards and loss took on ponce.

The Financial sector was retreating, the treatment was deaf;
The Protection lost vector; and the code was of memory bereft
And the structure of on-view, voicing traitorship losing all fears,
From the shame and dishonor-you delved into tears!

Through the holes in the cordon, leaked away educational layer,
Through the holes in the ozone atmosphere was just oozing aglare,
Through the holes in the lawzone castigations were reaching their scope
Because nothing was awesomely kept on a rope.

Populace was savaging, cultured fare was discounted to swoon,
Noone anymore raging, about equipping ski-packs at noon.
No one raved at the sunset to a river with reed to the toy:
You couldn't weep at the M-HAT or melt at Bolshoy...

The professional's dances were bespeaking themselves not awhole;
The rhyme-mongerer's stanzas were de-rhymestering out of control;
The clarinet virtuoso without happiness blew in the tube
Because that's not what also was meant for Ice Cube!

The constructions-lace furnished were outshuddered by panel debris --
From the ferris of fortune there was nothing to look on, or pee!
And when casually it fathomed to attract a bechildrened step-in
The wheel wouldn't be liaisoned to any function;

And today, it got running, all the motionless started to revv,
Learned it all to the stunning, organized to deprave and to brave,
Stopped stagnating precisely, self-intuited the hidden force
And intuited wisely salvational course!

The cardplayer rebounded... azure skies have rekindled their face;
The faith-speaker and Christ-curse by the beach bonfire made an embrace
And the punishing organ, having guessed the approriate sign
Is responding sans auguring their knowledge turned fine...

The Guard-soldier repostured, crooked the doctor of arts, crafts and science
The earth-plower came urging and evictingly plowed the old lines;
Architector came running and went drawing the Capitol gear;
The new vector is stunning, the new goal is clear.

Newly, dances and stanzas are embellishing lushly the courts
Where the olds knowing answers irrevocably give up the hoarse
And in hairy old basements the fresh youth doesn't yell, doesn't spit
For in reading commences prefers it to sit!

Everything heard a ruble. Fell in love with just forming a row:
The Chef Pavel is brewing the dry fruit in a stagnant aglow,
And by instance, Chef Peter places margarine in semoline;
The cordons show a beater, Bolshoy -- Lohengrin.

And sugued without fainting, elocutional not resting place
Scowling, soughing and dainting he, who brought our new freedom disgrace
Realizes there's no one to be disputing over a debt
But it's not for him over to be arguing over that yet!

He is slashing with anger; is assuring his honor's at stake,
And the debts he does hanker to offer to God knows whom at wake,
With a deed, if not parcel, to pay men by the squat's second set --
So you go to that car, soul step in and pay-sweat.

The carsaunas, wayfarer, by the way are kept clean -- custom geared:
There you do have to pay her for the drinks and the service not feared.
There massaging you keptly, a young beauty will show you the welt,
And the credit card wetly will sink down her belt.

Maybe, steambaths will tell you to redubitate the old aplomb:
You were fleeing your failure but success is around the next bomb
And it's easy to jetzt get, even if Moscow's map is a maze;
Bridge's name is Kuznetsky and then it's crossways!

My congrats -- it has happened, revocated, and hence to the close
Unexhibiting latern, I'm informing the ladies and those --
Let them use the old hiccup to pass down to the end of purlieus:
Laying flowers by your knee-cap, imbibing the smoke-hose, endearing the heels.

The Force Of Rum... How Much Lying About Me
(Mikhail Scherbakov)

No need after the Buhars to undress and stand in a swim-suit arrogant
To guess the taste of negligence and vile, to wrathful bawl and bail --
Essentially, a pall bearer be to bare, there present, asking where a gent
And why such estrogen and whom to blame for calling her a quail?

Obama pre-elected to this hip and Aqualung self-publish'ed,
And listening to Van Morrison, "Astral Weeks" is Burmese-like exploit;
And thereafter sojourn in Panalapan: "when you there see a Russian, shoot!"
Support and bolster suffering from self-cocogitation void...

Political conjuncture (New York Times)... "How he is conjugating verbs...
How he observed, excitedly, the Moon and ferrets the essence,
And then he names, absconcing the disease, instead of saying anywhere
"He can be taught and treated and forgiven again" just tell him whence...

The Requiem a simple liturgy or Christian unraveling
Of who the killer is and what he did and how long he will dwell?
Mihailo Lomonosov didn't tell, nor Mendeleev in the AM
Unclosed the sleuthes' privilege to gain some knowledge from this well...

Raise the Flag,
Kill the Shlack,
Hate mshlyak (that girl is unique)...

No -- "sick must be the sicker, and accused of savoring reality,
And praising and exemplaring good work, as well as causing it
And fealty must be demanded of him, in lieu of popularity,
And sleuthes must be hired to watch him walk and Luvr him into ..."

It's mammaries deciding every step of suicidal prodigy
And also probability, and if she's looking like Alsou
The bell towers in Kaliningrad and Leningrad will hire DJ
And then it's every single carnival Police's invited to

For the Morning Routine -- the suicidal song by the buffet's first favorite...




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