( Well this "creation" was written about two years ago as one part of big story)Why u came and looked deep into my eyes? There inside…
Hoarse, overgrown Mind in ragged sweater beats against the walls…
- I don’t believe in tales!!! Don’t believe!!!
Mind almost whispers. Heart in strange stupor with stupid, idiotic smile sometimes shudders, is lying on the bedding in the dark, cold, damp corner. Somewhere near at the dimly lighted table Soul with different rabble plays cards on itself. Somewhere close sobs and whimpers drunken Memory. Everywhere is cold, dump, dirt. Winter… But on my lips there is smile. I rush somewhere. Somewhere go. Talk with somebody. And I’m silence that to my Mind come false dreams and hopes and he takes them as drugs. And after that my smile a little bit more alive…
But only my Gods know, Moon laugh that I’m all nights and days looking for my solitude with hungry and desperate glance among gray faces of dead city… Winter… Cold… Tiny, foxy angel walks down the steps to the gray, unremarkable semi-basement to master after mask… after masks…
- I don’t believe in tales!!! I don’t believe in love! I don’t believe in…
- Shut up!
Why u came and looked deep into my eyes?
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