The time has come
To beat it...
Before noon
Cantina serves
White coffee
Subconscious ebbing
Tickles me
Down, by the pear tree
I'm carving epitaph
On the guitar
Around the stump
Swarm of flies,
Ax and a chicken
Head
Inside the cabin
Stumbling
Boom!
Doors open
From semidarkness peeks
Fuzzy snout
Looking at me
Twisting lips
Devils are lazy
Drought's in charge
In his hand is grass
Offing makes him relaxed
All's fine, he says
Offing rocks me
Bravely I swim with him
And I don't
Turn around
Naivete is, as the saying goes
A trait of the weak
Don't help the
Drowning ones
Bodhisattva dozing
In the shades
In the shallows
Melons
Plash
On the beach
Anarchy
Planetary economy
Reduced to
Puffing smokes
Lying there
Costumeless
Sand is peeling off
Wind breathes
In the distance
Seagulls circle
Fishes winding
Tide is coming
Spangles move
Cuffs glare
Ring among the strings
He would not sing
Just play
Speechless
Takes off the boots
Dust is soft
Sweat drops
Arcturus blinks
My darling
Is far away
I have no peace
Cloud on the mast
At dusk
Lobsters surface
With red wine
Dinner but no hunger
Rouge on a
Glass
Pincers snap
Sleeveless arms
Fleshless
Fingers
Earrings on a serviette
Meal without tie
In the lower deck
Dream
Sleeps
Starved-Dragon
Brought out in the
Setting Sun
His eyes glimmering with tears
His gentle lungs
Fizzling
They teach him to
Swim
He dabbles in the
Lagoon
His fetters heavy
Ribs scarring the
Sand
Star-fish scram
Bloated sea
Full with milk
And stomach spleen
Seaweed
Croons
Sunken eyes
Into pits
Cry
And, already, from distance
Arrive baby
Sperm-whales
One is a white
Whale
Followed by a burrow of
Limitless sea
He will get drunk
With the
Reef sounds
He will saturate
His tears with
Salt
They will put him back to
Dream
Below the deck
Among spears and
Swords
The Old Dragon
Whales' youth
Scratches boat's
Side
Other whales
Intertwine and
Click
Who is to understand
Their games?
Open sea and
Fish
Cards are on the table
Golden cage
Very nice
Cage
Libido inside the canary
Longs for freedom
Would ride the storm
But dares not
Song had run away
Only feathers are left behind
Beak broken against the
Lock
Undress!
Lets talk
You bearded-man
Drink to the bottom!
Let Moby-Dick
Chase
Sharks
As for Freud
He too knew
Death is
The only option
All dragons and
Peacocks
Sports types
In sneakers
Pics in
Albums
Graveyards in drawers
Tree by the garage
Cat on leash
Mouse in test-tube
Parking ticket
Paid with history
Empty your pockets
Forbidden
Things
Repair your teeth
Change fillings
Dance on the
Corpses
Limbs like bullets
Align in your
Jaws
And again...
Frown
Hung on the ceiling
While the painter
Circumcises you
In victory
Beyond death
Await the sages
You wouldn't
But I would
Step on it
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