Moral

Spirit, conscience, God. 18 poems.

01 Google, build a road Google, build a road to the living, forgotten God. And it answers — Four Oh Four: a ban on dreaming of the marvellous,… MMXXVI
02 I feel sick from them the way I do from I feel sick from them the way I do from mother's milk - it hasn't gone down for me in about forty years. That day I wok… MMXXV
03 Silence calls You Silence calls You by name, when you watch in the metro a Silent Film — A waiter in the grand manner nods toward Your se… MMXXV
04 There, where there was a Home There, where there was a Home yesterday, straw smoulders to the tune of a round dance, that Freedom — feminine gender —… MMXXV
05 And what do you even need this truth for? Better to take And what do you even need this truth for? Better to take a bare wire in your teeth, on a tongue made of words put up lo… MMXXV
06 A crooked lane by the Louvre. Summer in Paris. A crooked lane by the Louvre. Summer in Paris. Behind an old moped shamelessly crawls a dirty lorry. In the cab Nirvana… MMXXIV
07 I'm like a dead god, — truly out of nowhere, on the right – wretched, I'm like a dead god, — truly out of nowhere, on the right – wretched, on the left – like a dried barracuda. I don't see… MMXXIV
08 You see, how they burn in the night and pour light out You see, how they burn in the night and pour light out over the stars, dancing the boogie-woogie in freshly pressed dre… MMXXII
09 We all look like museums of fears, we go on judging We all look like museums of fears, we go on judging by the colour of skin, we put on a pious face, and at the same time… MMXX
10 I was taught by Van Gogh's paintings, that God — I was taught by Van Gogh's paintings, that God — is Nature. Either horns of plenty, or the bullet of a young and viciou… MMXX
11 If some people lived only rightly And others – not so much, If some people lived only rightly And others – not so much, Then the brain would float not in a grey, But in a white or… MMXVII
12 To live in taboo At an amble, But in an even delirium. To live in taboo At an amble, But in an even delirium. To trust neither yourself, Nor your worst enemy. To cut the ends… MMXVII
13 The ball of reality is tangled, And there's no needle at hand, That knits the thread of what's actual The ball of reality is tangled, And there's no needle at hand, That knits the thread of what's actual And of the virtua… MMXVII
14 Thoughts about a future free of want, I laid morals down like straw. Traded off a growing dream, Thoughts about a future free of want, I laid morals down like straw. Traded off a growing dream, Tossed it screaming In… MMXVII
15 The tenth prophecy in the distance, The spirituality of a business society? A fair distribution of wealth The tenth prophecy in the distance, The spirituality of a business society? A fair distribution of wealth Without extra… MMXVII
16 Measured breathing, The load of a long distance. Gradual getting used to it Measured breathing, The load of a long distance. Gradual getting used to it And a reboot. A state of meditation. Smooth… MMXVII
17 You're the silver fox yourself And a braggart! I've seen plenty like you, You're the silver fox yourself And a braggart! I've seen plenty like you, For you it's enough to act like a nutcase, Wh… MMXVII
18 You betrayed the ideal of the revolution, And it isn't that anyone got scared. It's calmer to live without lectures and scolding. You betrayed the ideal of the revolution, And it isn't that anyone got scared. It's calmer to live without lectures and… MMXVII

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