Oleg Malahov. Obryvki stihii
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© Copyright Oleg Malahov
Email: omalakhov@acceur.com
Date: 03 Dec 2001
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Propitannyj jodom vozduh.
Proselochnaya doroga.
Skoplenie gryazi.
Priroda v bor'be
s naseleniem.
Bereg - ne bereg,
a uzhalennaya telom
strujka zmeinogo zhala,
obessilevshaya ot vnedreniya v kozhu.
U kozhi immunitet,
vyrabatyvaemyj krov'yu na roditel'skom lozhe.
S kaplyami pota mnozhatsya muhi.
Lezhbishche tel nemytyh
sredi kukuruznyh ogryzkov.
Skvoz' tolshchu pohabnyh zvukov,
skvoz' blazh' usmirennyh vremenno samok
i skvoz' upoenie garmoniruyushchej s telom moshnoj samcov...
slegka neuverennyj slabyj
edva oshchutimyj impul's
bessonnogo chuvstva
pod prostynej,
ukryvayushchej nas
v gor'kovatoj ot slez nochi.
kasanie
sfera neizvedannogo dvizheniya
neoproverzhimoe kasanie
dolgozhdannoe
boleznenno strannoe
Oleg Malahov.
Raskopki sna,
ruiny Vavilona,
v rukah ne to,
ne v teh rukah.
Lozhbinka v raduzhnom siyanii
moej vozlyublennoj,
vzleleyannoj ne mnoj,
a nekim, kto uzhe ne ya, a kto-to,
tot, neizmenno videvshij ee glaza
kogda-to v nezhnom svete galerej.
Rodis' vo mne opyat',
rodi menya,
rozhdaya nov' ekranov, tumannyh katerov,
zaplakannyh soborov,
obnovlyaya moih geroev,
pejzazh moego utra.
Proverka gradusnikov na moroze,
opros zhelayushchih otvetit' chto ugodno,
lish' by vsluh.
YA gluh...
proshchayus' ili chuvstvuyu,
stupaya tiho,
robost' znakov,
ved' ne ya byl tem,
kto iznachal'no telo poznaval i pota kapel'ki na nem...
shtory
astra
roza
liliya
krasnyj plashch Kazanovy
i snova
shtory
Marta razdelas' nesmelo
orbita lica goloj Marty
karty
izuchaemye
v kontekste ee tela
Oleg Malahov.
Bol'shie glaza. . .
dushi net .
Obmanchivyj vzglyad. . .
krupica nadezhdy
na chuvstvennyj mir,
na plastiku perezhivanij,
na sferu iskonnyh emocij
vnutri glaz. . .
dushi net.
Rostok ponimaniya
vtisnut v steklo i beton,
rastoptan,
otravlen koren'.
Potrebitel'skaya ejforiya. . .
Katastroficheskaya nezavisimost'
ot kul'tury edinstva
i yazyka glaz. . .
dushi net.
CHto-to s devushkoj. . .
ee serdce - tresnuvshij shar zemnoj. . .
sushchestvuet ,
Otstranivshis' ot sveta,
ot vrozhdennyh strastej,
ot velikogo mira chuvstv i zhelanij. . .
osob' zhenskogo pola. . .
bezdushnaya samka
s bol'shimi glazami.
Oleg Malahov
Luchshe tebya i nebo, i solnce
i vyshe tebya...
I slyshitsya chto-to nevidimoe,
viditsya nechto neslyshimoe.
Kto zdes'?
Sud'ba, li, otryvok, strochka bez slov,
bezuprechnaya nepoznavaemost'
simvolov vetrenyh dnej,
dolgozhdannyh, dozhdlivyh, studenyh
Mysli burlyat v golove,
beskonechnaya svyaz' nuzhnyh zhestov
i nezhnyh dvizhenij.
kto ty? i zdes' li?..
i pust' ty - ne nebo, ne solnce. . .
prazdno bluzhdayushchij prizrak. . .
prosto fantom vdyhayushchij vozduh.
CHto ty?
Kak budto svobodny ruki moi,
i glaza sovershayut progulki
dorogami goroda,
siyuminutno otslezhivaya syuzhety,
ponikaya v pejzazhi i sny. . .
No bezyshodna popytka otrech'sya
ot svyazi s tvoej pustotoj.
Oleg Malahov
doroga v rassvet
ustlan graviem bereg
moih bosonogih videnij
pros'ba ne narushat'
pros'ba ne razrushat'
razmytye skaly na detskih risunkah
hranimyh v potreskavshihsya al'bomah
deti u morya
blagie vetra
chto-to radostnoe v ih glazah
beg za nebom moih samoletov
shag s obryva
pyatno
udalyayushchayasya dusha
pritornyj
dolgij vkus pervogo poceluya
lico
perekosheno
sterty linii
shelkovyj list
kudryavye strannye ploskie
lestnicy
v sad
na verandu
tropy v zabyvchivost'
molodaya porosl'
sol' morskogo priboya
vse
chto prisnilos'
i vse
chto zabylos'
v dushnom kupe na obratnom puti
Sentyabr', 1999
Oleg Malahov
Zapominayushchiesya ochki starogo
narkologa...
vstaet li zavtra prekrasnyj vkus,
ne otdavaemyj mnoj
matrosu v pugovicah.
A on by vplesnul vkus v sol',
i dalekie kreolki, kupayas',
propitalis' by imenami,
zastryavshimi v lifte sosednego doma.
Prozyabanie ruk.
Glaz ne uvidennyj slog...
predlog neuverennyj,
strannyj...
bud' v pole zreniya,
daby ne volnovat' menya poiskom
tvoego okna.
Krepko szhimayu pal'cami
obryvok verevki.
Marionetochnyj uzel
krepok.
Uverennost' moih dvizhenij
kalechit zavisimost'
ot uzlov i verevok.
|to moi veny obrazuyut
besformennye uzory.
Oleg Malahov
Odnazhdy.
Odnazhdy ty byla pyatimilligrammovoj slezinkoj,
padavshej k sfere oblachnogo zakata
moego levogo glaza, ukryvavshego strochku
iz neotkryvaemoj p'esy ispanskogo konkvistadora.
Ty, prevrativshis' v blok kvartir v rajone zapadnogo vetra,
vklyuchala svet na etazhe rastorgnutyh soglashenij.
(A tak hotelos' postoyanstva.)
Razblokirovannaya, stonushchaya zummerom
plastikovyh telefonnyh apparatov,
ch'ya-to zhena, obizhennaya v svyazi s utratoj
chernil'noj substancii,
rascherchennoj morshchinkami moej ladoni - tozhe ty.
Odnazhdy slozhnoj ieroglifichnost'yu
svoih fartukov i sarafanov
ty prigovarivala moj organizm k pollyuciyam.
Tot spusk s oporoj na perila...
Perilami li ty byla, ili vela menya
tvoya rasputnaya, no vernaya mne ten'?
V naprasno trogatel'nom pal'cami soske
prochuvstvoval li ya , chto ty odnazhdy
myslila s moim kasaniem odnovremenno,
sverkaya telom v ekonomicheski vygodnom
ofisnom svete?
Naskol'ko gluboko ty vhodish' v moj
ocherchennyj gubami sladkij rot,
citrusovo pahnushchij i zarazhayushchij tebya slyunoj?
Voprosy stynut v begushchih ob®yavleniyah,
ponyatnosti shablonnyh tekstov...
Mercaya metropolitenom,
stenaniyami obezdolennyh detej,
avtomobil'noj trassoj,
reproduktorom gigantskogo stereo
zapolnyaesh' pory moej
chervivoj kozhi.
V besplodnom i besplotnom zdanii
molchat kasatki, prosyat zhizni chajki.
YA pochemu-to stanovlyus' chasticami
kazhdogo serdca,
krome tvoego,
neozhidanno moego.
Oleg Malahov
Parusinovyj stol,
parusinovyj nebosvod.
Ottorzhenie vsepogloshchayushchego
intellekta.
Umirayu,
bez ustali vsmatrivayas'
v neopoznannyj serdcem
ob®ekt.
Parusinovyj plen,
zapah soli morskoj,
besporyadok v prostornom
bezoblachnom detstve...
a potom
umirayu,
dotragivayas' bumagi,
nostal'gicheski osyazaya
tkan' dalekih nadezhd.
Parusinovyj savan,
loskut moej svetloj mechty.
YA pechalyus' o devushkah,
kotoryh ne smog celovat',
o zakatah, kotorye ne razglyadel,
o cvetah, kotorymi ne dyshal.
Parusinovyj ston.
Soderzhimoe vaz i substancij...
vse menyaet razmer, naznachenie,
krasku.
Podrostkovyj instinkt.
Mozhet byt', slishkom mnogo
napitkov v menyu,
ili ni muzyka, i ni kino
ne v sostoyanii preodolet'
parusinovyj strah
v moih poloumnyh glazah.
Oktyabr', 1999.
Oleg Malahov
domom zabroshennym
plachem listvennym pod oknom
proshchaetsya so mnoj
skuchayushchij prizrak moej strany
vse soberutsya v krug
vyberut cel' - menya...
zamknetsya moe "ya"
Kanaly
skovali ruki,
oputali glaza,
voda unosit
ch'yu-to bol'...
kuda?..
Kanaly
ukrali
slova u vlyublennyh
i slezy v vode
rastvorilis'...
v gondolah
ukrylis'
siluety
poetov...
fevral', 1999
Kazhetsya, ya vas znayu...
Ne vy li
menya lyubili?
fevral', 1999
Oleg Malahov
YA vspomnil,
ty vozvrashchaesh'sya segodnya,
ty priedesh'...
poka ne stemneet
hochu vstretit' tebya,
slegka ustavshuyu,
navernoe, skuchavshuyu,
hochu prizhat' tebya
v odezhde,
zapah dorogi
oshchutit',
eshche odnu
otkryt'
ulybku
na tvoem lice.
YA rastvoryayus',
okislyayus',
rezul'tat,-
shtamp,
muzykal'naya tkan',
rvetsya pleva -
cifry-slova-implantanty...
Ugol'ki glaz zverya,
otpechatok ih vzglyada
na krasnom pokryvale
...ropshchet kon'
hrabrogo idal'go...
Oleg Malahov
Nezdeshnij golos,
lechashchie ruki,
tiho govoryat strochki
o chem-to srochnom,
iskrivlennye linii
ineya,
na mig zastyvshaya
poeziya,
korroziya metalloplastikovyh
okon,
ozhivshie reklamnye shchity
v podergivayushchihsya
ot holoda
glazah,
vitriny besslovesnye
zagovorili,
nachalos' pereselenie
ih v mir
ch'ih-to grez...
bumagi belyj list -
prizvanie,
razveyannoe slozhnym
snom...
pod nebom
v etoj stonushchej
kishashchej nerazgadannymi
vzglyadami
posteli
namecheny
kontury
moej
smerti...
Oleg Malahov
Krov' -
oko
Krasnogo
morya
Plot' -
flotilii
tuchnyh
kitov
Stuk -
ploskost'
izranennyh
ruk
Tkan' placha -
vlaga
resnic...
Planeta -
pul's
moego
serdca
Vys' -
shum
upavshego
kamnya
vniz...
Oleg Malahov
Alaya -
kapel'ki
krovi
na
beloj roze
Bokal
vina -
slezy vinogradnoj
lozy
Rana...
Gorod
nizhe urovnya morya...
dym koridorov -
marihuana...
Skrip
zheleznyh
dorog...
stancii
samoizolyacii.
* * *
...blyudce
b'etsya...
solnce
v
zerkale
nasledstvo -
tomik
neizvestnogo poeta
Oleg Malahov
Novyj roman -
istoriya staroj bolezni
Pisatel' -
Kusto chelovecheskih
dush.
Maska -
lico moego druga.
Fotoal'bom -
melodiya glaz
i ulybok.
zastyli zhesty
(poslednij - svetlyj)
Ostayus'
na ulice,
v rezul'tate,
ya - ulichnyj kamen',
ya ne proshchen
za popytku
rasstat'sya s nishej
v brushchatke zhizni,
i teper' ya prosto kamen',
izmuchennyj vzglyadami
ch'ih-to mertvyh glaz,
zatoptan nogami.
YAnvar', 1999
Oleg Malahov
Toskuyu...
celuyu
tebya v fantaziyah,
stranno vnedryayushchihsya
v mozg.
Mir,
dolgie nochi,
bokal s chem-to
gubitel'nym,
yad - ne yad,
rad - ne rad
smerti,
sterty granicy,
ischezli predely,
telo
tvoe
meroj neponyatosti
ne izmerit',
hrupkoe telo
prosto - ne prosto
tronut',
priblizit'sya
k zharu dyhaniya...
maniya,
vechnyj instinkt,
otchayanie.
Nazhimayu na klavishi
plavno...
Krov' mezhdu chernym i belym.
Pomnyu, chto sputal cveta.
Kartina rastrogala ruki
i nezhnye zvuki l'yutsya,
hot' pal'cy kasayutsya klavish i vyaznut
v neproshenom krasnom...
Oleg Malahov
Trotuar. Postup'.
Kazalos' by, svet far na svetofore -
a vizhu more.
Bol'nica. Nochnoj tualet.
Pustynya. Idut tehnogennye deti -
a slyshu veter.
Prostranstvo raskoloto skripom.
|lektrik vklyuchil sistemu.
Placenta drozhit.
Vibraciej telekommunikacij
razbuzhen -
a chuvstvuyu stuzhu...
Karie...
Mozhet byt', padayu vniz
s vysoty dosele nevidannoj,
ili tonu v okeane
dozhdej,
v mareve
voshodyashchego solnca goryu...
Karie...
|to vsplesk neuslyshannyj,
vzdoh nerodivshijsya.
|to ne prosto glaza, ch'i-to prizraki.
|to segodnyashnij plach,
soedinyayushchij dushi.
Dyshi...
v glubinu
dyhaniya
pronikayut
karie...
Dekabr', 1999 - Fevral', 2000 g.
Oleg Malahov
Rozovyj shoroh
plat'ya...
slabaya svyaz' s neposredstvennost'yu
tvoih zamkov...
moih cepej.
Strannoe telo...
svetlaya tochka v komnate.
YA skryt sobstvennoj ten'yu.
Stanovitsya zharko
ot kasaniya luny tvoih korallovyh gub.
YA na "Ferrari".
Ty na tribune. Tebe idet tvoj platok.
Sploshnoe gruboe sopernichestvo glaz.
On propuskaet. Ty smotrish' v storonu.
Mne nuzhen povorot. (Tvoj shoroh.)
Ty kanalom snov samogo bespokojnogo goroda
pogruzilas' v dekonstruktiv moih videnij,
otrazilas' trassoj Monte-Karlo.
V ostavshihsya zaezdah ya goryu.
A ty uzhe - izmenchivost' korridy,
razoblachenie tradicii ubijstva.
Arena. SHum. Predchuvstvie.
Sochuvstvie. Lyubov' v opilkah i peske,
stekaet golos tvoih ven
v chashechku moego vzdoha,
kogda klinok v moih rukah...
Rasshitaya zolotom smert'.
Torreodor...
A ty sklonilas' nado mnoj,
nad vymyshlennym imenem,
ya ranen,
ty shepchesh' chto-to,
slyshu shoroh...
rozovaya rana ... a dal'she
datchiki i diagrammy.
18.10.1999 g.
Oleg Malahov
S lyubov'yu i radost'yu v glazah.
YA lyubil vas vchera dostoverno i nezhno...
ne kasayas' nog tam, gde svetitsya robost'...
v odinochku lovil vash potok ne iz slov, ne iz bukv, ne iz zhestov i vzglyadov,
ne myslej potok... v odinochku lovil vash potok...
eto vy vyli, vy li tak vyli...
ne znayu...ne znayu, kak s imenem vashim rasstat'sya.
Rekordy stavlyu...vybirayu skachki... celuyu vechnost' celuyu bescel'no...
progonyu skuku...razberu musor...v chashkah mnozhestvo snov o vetre...
rezko, no grustno spasaet liki nervno razbuzhennyj v stuzhu nozh.
Gluboko ... i net zhelaniya ...
storony sveta ohvacheny ... slabye ruki ...
bez pul'sa u samyh zapyastij ...
pesnya
golos raskrylsya cvetkom
medlenno sypalsya zvuk lepestkov
iz chainok voznikshego plena
YA s razrezannym pal'cem pechatayu stroki
na zhasminovom krylyshke v noch' uletevshej,
kak v pesne o solnce, ishchu li v tunnelyah
rasplavlennyh ruk, peryshkom,
chast'yu namokshim, k schast'yu,
ranku kaplyami krovi chuzhoj pokryvayu.
Na raznyh bumagah ostayutsya moi imena...
na poverhnosti glaza, kotorym ty ishchesh' moj krest...
na bezzhiznennyh odeyalah,
na gubah, vdrug morskih i nemyh...
nevozmozhno chinit' prepyatstviya imenam, prevrashchaya ih v glyby...
oni mogut plyt' na ekran...
oni v ston zakradutsya besstydno...
pozyvnye ot neba do neba...
moe imya kuda-to ischezlo???
Uneslos' daleko...
nevosstanovimo zhurchanie nezhnyh kasanij imeni...imenem...
gde-to ego horonili...
gde-to zabyli o nem...
sentyabr', oktyabr', noyabr', 2000
Oleg Malahov
Klumba, zhurchanie,
ekvivalenty,
zavtra spasal v poslednih kaplyah ee zhidkosti
dvizhenie ruki po golomu zadu.
Predannost', umenie raskryt' neon v potoke gub
i obrechennosti resnic.
Poprobuyu, nashchupayu, otpravlyus' vzdohom
v rozovoe pyatnyshko na shcheke, v slomannyj nogot',
proignoriruyu allergiyu.
Svezhie niti gitary v ispanskom metro,
zazhim -- teoreticheskij uspeh v sotvorenii melodii,
idillii v rozhdenii
zvuchaniya
dolgozhdannogo zhurchaniya.
Mozhno stat' instrumentariem,
otkliknut'sya pri vozmozhnosti,
solnyshko s zapahom Evropy
stareet v proshchal'nyh strochkah
devushki-biologa.
Postojte.
Modul' otmenite, otdajte silu,
izuchaya anatomicheskoe stroenie cheloveka,
mozhno stat' otvertkoj
ili shtoporom,
i otprazdnovat' process vozniknoveniya
dyrochek na lyubimoj odezhde.
glaza amazonki v goryashchej posteli utrennih roz
zhdut menya
na kojke umershego v poliklinike
mednogo mesyaca
zheltoj sobaki
urbanisticheski rasstilaya resnicy moej rovesnicy
devstvennicy
chtoby ya znal ee plazmu glotka
pri nevroticheskom glyance merno vzdyhayushchej tishiny
devushki v krotkoj svireli neopytnogo pastushka
iskali plyvushchie skorbi otcov
a oni zhili v kazhdom uzore utoplennyh krikov ih irreal'nyh lyubovnic
05.03.01
Oleg Malahov
priobreti moyu skul'pturu v zhivom tele
tol'ko ne pleti moi ruki
v nemom nevode moem gorode slov ne volosy
vyrvetsya naruzhu s oruzhiem i orudiem slovarnyj zapas v rodine
ordene
ne mozhet zhe rezhe no
rozhe vse zhe rody vrode by bystrymi
lzhedvizheniyami v yarom skorom dorogom i ne prozhzhennom
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
byli by
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ne ponyal
lyalyalyalyalyalyalyalyalyal
i ee razbili
vy menya ne ponyali ya ved' ne etot chelovek s korotkimi frazami vo rtu i
lipkimi pal'cami
ne uspevayushchij zamenit' svoego druga vypivaya za nego smertel'nuyu dozu
alkogolya
chelo u menya bedstvenno nepomerno umerennoe rokovoe i ne podlozhnoe a on
togda byl ne ryadom i ya vpisalsya v povorot a on ne byl ryadom chtoby ne
vpisat'sya
i ya nikogo ne prosil otkryvat' moyu tajnu ne s cel'yu pereraspredelit'
prioritety a tol'ko
dlya togo chtoby nedolgo ne podyskivat' sebe zamenu a ee uzhe podyskali
1.04.01
Oleg Malahov
inoe
neonovoe
neo novoe
07.05.01
oblakom rasstoyanij
mernym blikom v karton manekenov
pronikayut ulybki lyubovnic moih sluchajnyh nochej
gorodskimi stanovyatsya ruki napolnyayushchiesya salfetkami v kafeteriyah i
restoranah
ranami slishkom rano otkryvaetsya novyj sezon
vspyat'
navsegda
kak ugodno
glavnoe
ne zabyvat' zapah lyubimyh snov
07.05.01
reorganise me till complete complain
with oaring devil's name while having bright discussion to somebody
claim my waiver till the end of everything
of personification
grab ideas running wild through poetry in boots of extra large
glance memorising someone else with eyes of no conformity and playing character
god buys in tropical embraces
some decorations gone in vain no less so temporary needed
to note conclusion in her kiss under her open waves of eyebrows recall between the sense and matrimony
lock of condition lack of luck and look of light lit misery of love
lease me in intro
true
nuisance I am in ad
amine aid
amen
men
end
24.04.01
Hopeful.
There is a positive degradation,
admirable, marvelous, undeniably truthful.
Liquor is drunk, sofa is occupied,
smoke of my cigarette touches your beautiful wrinkle.
Stay with your rose, create me inside.
I'll be still virtual enough.
Read me and breath me...me.
Openhearted boy-friend.
He doesn't pay, he loves you, yes, he does.
He needs your ruined parts, your fat blue eyes,
your moving, your disintegrated, your obsessive rhyme of eyes...
be indicated in his mouth...and feel your indication in his mind.
August, 2000
Kiev
I do not fear pleasing your disappearance
kissing your membership in club of pagan women
outside all seminars particularly trying to lie near your lie.
Relieve.
No heart can stand this miss.
21.03.01,
Kiev
Moskovskie stihi...
**
Nonetheless straying away from more than hundred dicks she seeks for the adequate birth inside ...... crusty and nasty voluptuously dreaming I stare at starry route
knuckling the tombs
appeal in a night
rub me
no more pretension
31.10.01, Moscow
decoration of your hearts within the session of unknown seminars impresses much and gladly I get blown by your availability to
fuck with it
1.10.2001
**
ne pomeshchayutsya
glaza
v sezonnyh
yarmarochnyh zhestah na perekrestkah
vseh respublik i associacij
v poslednem cvete yablok na ploshchadke detskih
poceluev
s kostochkoj v rukah chuzhogo solnechnogo vspleska
imenem na yazyke
v bezdne nepostoyanstva
ili bez dejstvitel'nosti gde-to vozle vzglyada
glaz
ispugannyh
razdetoj nemoshchnost'yu sna
noyabr', 2001
**
dust memory sensing sailing straws of bamboo flow in toes of middle autumn
crazy we all
astonished
fabulous dreams are harrowing furore hidden in glances beneath voluptuousness inhale
addressing to boys and girls with colourless mud on hearts ingrained
and transparent minds lots for behind-leaving-behind
strayed
initiation tissue in sitting system of insane tins
so lucky light installed with stain material and rings memorials splashed all around the flaming figures
recording voices any click in this community is stressed
strange how it is
**
me (why is it first) indeed
even the evening evidence is vague voting in vacuum vastness of void
me in vain
**
Moscow,
Sentiments over the backyards outside the business activities
14.11.2001
**
volatile i draw you
15.11.2001
**
flying laying love
beneath above
15.11.2001
(Devushka v zone moego dyhaniya pila vodu vodopada, prevrashchayas' v nebesa, otryvayas' ot zemli, ne kasayas' snezhnyh vershin.
looming
in my feasible hand paintings
strojnaya kolliziya shtorma
fugitiveness deliberately offloaded fusions of phantoms with
ya li li ya
ty li li ty
ty ya ya ty
li ya ya li
liliya)
Bezlikij
bez bezvetriya
ya
esli by vse bylo
tak
kak ty narisovala v svoej odinokoj zapisnoj knizhke
kotoruyu
pomnish'
ya poteryal v voobrazhenii
kak budto ty ee nashla
i sterla v pamyati
spasenie na
bez bezvetrie
nadezhdu na pogruzhenie bez medlennogo stona
kak bylo ran'she
pomnish'
kogda teryaya adres i pod®ezd
rastorgnutogo pakta
bezvetrennee stali ruki
obychnee i ne neobhodimee sbegalis' stroki v brovi
gde ty zhdesh'
ne p'esh'
zakazyvaesh' i ne p'esh'
standartno trogaesh'
kak bylo tam
na bashne
pomnish' ne menya
no zhdesh' i pishesh'
delimye na ty i ya
ne imena
a podrazhanie komu-to iz velikih
25.03.02
nachinaya
neumerennye vozglasy
smotret' v glaza
upav v dnevnuyu drozh' vsego nezapominayushchegosya
usmiriv bol'nuyu
pojmav neskol'ko vzglyadov v poliklinike
i ne soobraziv naskol'ko slozhnym mozhet byt' uchastie v lyubvi k
kakim-nibud' iz nih
7.04.02
spasaya boleznennoe sostoyanie
otojdi
v nuzhnuyu storonu
ZHak skazal tebe
ne delaya tebe priyatno
a hotelos'
o
trivial'no ulybajsya
dlya kinokamery
i
popadi na stol moih videnij
v kotoryh
ty
princessa
odeta vyzyvayushche
i bolee togo
snimayushchaya
to
chto mne meshaet trogat' tvoe telo
ty zhdesh'
a ya uzhe ne smog i vse zakonchil
chto budet zavtra
ty pridesh'??????????????
7.04.02
**
krepite parusa k moim zapyast'yam
otchekan'te numizmaticheski bescennye kupyury
kurite bez menya
glaza
ne bespokojte
poiskom zvuchanij
vletayushchih v dvernye shcheli
i ne tolpites' v prohodah moih myslej
dumat' slozhno
k vam ne obrashchayas'
prosachivayas' vnutr' kazhdogo iz
vas
7.04.02
**
raskayanie
raspleskivanie
rasprostertoe
raspitoe glotkami strastnymi
v starinnyh zamkah
strojnost' tel
v sostave ne hvataet sery i sostarivshihsya glaz
v prostore morya seksual'nyh rybok
nametilis' kruizy
ustavshih ot lyubvi
prakticheski uchenyh
nominantov na premiyu za vklad v razvitie
bespechnoj chuvstvennosti
bez parodij drug na druga
puskayushchihsya v put'
na poisk manuskriptov
i tonushchih v nevedomyh glubokovodnyh vpadinah
zachem-to im postavyat pamyatnik
na ostrove svyatoj Eleny
8.04.02
**
list'ya
kollizii ozonopogloshcheniya
**
isterzannaya Tereza
stervozno rezala bumagu
istorii svoej bolezni
reshitel'no davaya vsem ponyat'
naskol'ko bezobrazno
samorazoblachenie
**
smeyas' nad samimi soboj ya ni na shutku rassmeyalsya
(*_*)
**
bezvkusie ..
odinokie pocelui
chuzhih gub
**
mozgi v molekulyarnom razreze
neuzheli tak chasto my zadumyvaemsya o vselennoj
i o svoej roli v ee stroenii
trebovatel'nost' vo vzglyadah
reguliruemyh molekulami mozga
i obeshchaniya lyubit' zastyvshej grudoj besprichinnosti i bespovorotnosti sobytij
otkryli vzoram medsester raspuhshie ot osoznaniya bessmyslennosti bytiya mozgi
9.04.02
**
the soul photographer
imaginary in the nights of sweet illusions never being actualised
whispering names of those who got unstrained
without breathing in theatres
all i need but you
the tests to feel responding to the norms
restricting inner pleasures
coffee scent in Venice
chestnuts in Paris
and global south-east
and global sense of feeling i'm asleep while
all i need but you
the same desire as it was a year ago
today
and
never
sending letters to LA
some place to hide fresh sperm after recurrent masturbation
as if continuing your kiss
and separation
all i need but you
15.04.2002
**
teplyj kofe
uzhe bez zapaha
na gubah i spyashchaya staruha
razorvav serdce v kloch'ya
zapivaet bol' kartinno i uvlechenno vziraya vokrug
ni na kom ne ostanavlivaya glaz i taya v kofejnom
sumbure bez zapaha
ostyvshego kofe
amur prihodil za chashkoj v polden' i
sahar ego shchek zastavil moloden'kuyu molochnicu
ukusit' ego i poprosit' ego pozvolit' ej
napoit' ego svoim grudnym molokom i
svoim ego
22.04.02
**
nothing any more
just outside the door
knowing no names
crying
undrained
by the way where is my time
who lost it
i never could trust any one
they just used to take my time for
reamed realm
delusively leaping
in
and
there's no doubt
you'd stolen what i dreamt of
being a child
am i creeping now
24.04.02
**
teper' idu
perenoshu perenosicu v nuzhnuyu storonu
ronyayu
menee agressivno celuyu
tvoj naveki
veki
sov
padenie
deyanie
ot
mora k moryu
idu teper'
26.04.02
**
vyshe vashego mneniya tem ne menee
rukoj zastavlyaya sebya ne sderzhivat' osemenenie krovatej i kovrov
nastraivayus' na rasstroennost' i stressy
posle togo kak vam ne udalos' razrezat' rovnymi kusochkami moi slova
rastoptat' ih sostavlyayushchie
svirepo vpit'sya v kozhu moih fraz
i bezzastenchivo stravit' svoih gigantskih psov na moih slabyh koshek
22.05.2002
**
eto plat'e na kostylyah vozdushnyh
(vy sprosite)
dohodya do bar'era produktovyh lachug s otshlifovannym golosom komendanta
gladkovybrityj raznorabochij dopolnyal svoim maslyanym vzglyadom nerazborchivyj smeh
bezdomnyh
v dovershenie byli stony rezchikov kozhi lica
nahodivshihsya v nedrah nevedeniya
kogda malyshka-golubka obescvetila grust' svoih tajnyh lyubovnyh fantazij
gorech' pamyati i dolgodnevnoe toroplivoe libo raschetlivoe pogloshchenie piva v kolichestve
stressa
zdes' i devushka Ol'ga stupaet v beskryloe peklo raspyatij bescel'nyh dorog
budto von' etih lestnic i vodostokov zapolnila zdaniya skorb'yu
teh
kto ne videl kak ruki stanovyatsya sklepom
i kak szhigayut stal'nye tela matrosov
kto ne slyshal gortannoj steny rydanij rasprostertoj vo mgle Venery
oskolki molitv i pesnopenij kotoroj leleyal krovavyj Ares
dozhevyvayushchij ch'e-to serdce kazhdyj raz
kogda razryvayut mogily v poiskah syna
i ryadom dozornye bez respiratorov nemeyut ot radioaktivnyh radug
(ili mansardy zlosti otkryli nebu tlennost' detskoj nevrastenii)
kto ob®yasnit
chto proishodit s telom
esli ono prevrashchaetsya v mozg.......
Vesna, 2001 -- 15.08.02
Moskva
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