September 3rd, 2009

crow

Alexei Korolёv. You'll drop the thread and the needle







you'll drop the thread and the needle
pick up the snake from the grass
brew your tea with cowberry
the family would be lost
when tired of playing with shadows
you'll stare at the ceiling beam
and one of eternal roads
will serve you as longed-for bed
the night will be spread along it
by whimper of puppy dog
and rain passing by will scatter
some change from the money bag

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