Something inspired.

A sheet in a strip of dirt is gray,
Was once new, once was white.
Indelible neglazhena, smeared, izgazhena,
Abandoned, hurt and flies issizhena. My soul spit-covered various scams,
Scolded me in public transport obscene word,
I have a sheet izgazhennoy curtained window into the past
Leave all mankind miserable and vulgar ..

Canned fear, paper roll,
Gobies in tomato sauce, in the colors of cigarette butts.
Snake-step snake venom,
Snake eye on everyone who comes near.
In the White walls, but the color of their gloomy
And urinals - as a symbol of power.
And the cape skirt fell down in the dirt steps,
Dump cigarette butts among plants.

And someone's drool hanging over the world,
Threatening to break away and drop quietly
Step snake, the snake venom,
On snake eyes, looking dashing.
Heel - like a glass of cherry juice,
Covered with blood, stuck in the eye socket ...
Canned fear, paper roll,
A lot of them - their strings.

But his voice is gentle and fragile shoulders,
Spinal flexibility - witness passion
Advertisement glow package of yogurt ...
Backyards of the world,
Backyards of the world ....