×àðëüç Áóêîâñêè
äàâíèøíÿÿ ëþáîâü
ñåé÷àñ ó íå¸ ñåäûå âîëîñû
åé âñåãî ëèøü çà 40
ïî-ïðåæíåìó æèâ¸ò â ìî¸ì ðàéîíå.
ïàðó ëåò íàçàä
êîãäà ÿ âïåðâûå å¸ óâèäåë îíà çàêðè÷àëà:
"ñòàðûé ïðèäóðîê! ÿ çíàþ ÷òî òû òðàõàåøü
âñåõ ýòèõ ìîëîäåíüêèõ äåâóøåê! òåáå äîëæíî áûòü
çà ñåáÿ ñòûäíî!"
â ñëåäóþùèé ðàç ÿ óâèäåë å¸
äâå íåäåëè ñïóñòÿ
îíà ìíå ñêàçàëà:
"òû çíàåøü, 2 áîìæà â÷åðà âå÷åðîì èçíàñèëîâàëè
äåâ÷îíêó ïðÿìî íà óëèöå! íî
èõ ïîéìàëè! îíè ïîéìàëè òåõ ãðÿçíûõ
óáëþäêîâ!"
â ñëåäóþùèé ðàç ÿ âèäåë êàê îíà íàáëþäàåò çà òåì
êàê ìîëîäîé ÷åëîâåê ðàçâîðà÷èâàåòñÿ
íà ìàøèíå. êîãäà åãî òà÷êà ïðîåõàëà ìèìî íå¸ îíà
çàêðè÷àëà:" òû íå ñìîæåøü ïîäöåïèòü
ìîþ çàäíèöó, ìîëîêîñîñ!
ÿ äîíåñó íà òåáÿ êîïàì!"
ìîÿ íîâàÿ ïîäðóæêà íåäàâíî ïðèøëà
ñî ìíîé ïîâèäàòüñÿ. "Áîæå ìîé!" - ñêàçàëà îíà.
"Áîæå ìîé!"
"÷òî?"
"êòî ýòà æåíùèíà ñ
ñåäûìè âîëîñàìè è â êîðîòêèõ íîñêàõ
ñ ãðÿçíîé áåëîé ñîáàêîé?"
"î, îíà æèâ¸ò â ñåðîì áóíãàëî
âäîëü óëèöû..."
"îíà ñêàçàëà ÷òî ÿ ïîæèðàòåëü äåðüìà
ïðîñòèòóòêà è
ñóêà!"
"îíà òàê ñêàçàëà?"
"îíà ÷óòü íà ìåíÿ íå íàáðîñèëàñü! å¸ ï¸ñ
çàðû÷àë!"
"ïîëàãàþ, îíà ñóìàñøåäøàÿ."
ìû ñåëè íàïðîòèâ äðóã äðóãà ó êîôåéíîãî ñòîëèêà
è ÿ îòêóïîðèë
áóòûëêó õîðîøåãî áåëîãî âèíà.
"ÿ çíàþ ÷òî òû íèêîãäà íå ëÿæåøü â ïîñòåëü ñ êåì-òî
âðîäå íå¸!" - ñêàçàëà îíà
"äà, îíà íå÷òî äðóãîå" - ñêàçàë ÿ è íàëèë 2
ïîëíûõ áîêàëà.
from "Open All Night"
16.07.19
an old love
now her hair is white
she’s only in her mid-40s
still lives in my neighborhood.
a couple of years ago
the first time I saw her she screamed:
“you old fucker! I know you’re fucking
all those young girls! you ought to be
ashamed of yourself!”
next time I saw her
a week later
she told me:
“you know, 2 homeless raped a girl
last night—right down the street. but
they caught them! they caught those dirty
bastards!”
the next time I saw her she was watching a
young man in a car making a
U-turn. as his car passed her she
screamed: “you ain’t gonna pick up
my ass, punk!
I’m going to report you to the cops!”
my new girlfriend came to
see me recently. “my god!” she said.
“my god!”
“what?”
“who’s the woman with the
white hair and bobby sox
and the dirty white dog?”
“oh, she lives in the grey bungalow
down the street…”
“she said I was an eater of shit
a prostitute and a
bitch!”
“she did?”
“she almost attacked me! her
dog growled!”
“she’s crazy, I guess.”
we sat down across from each other
at the coffeetable and I opened a
bottle of good white wine.
“I know you’d never go to bed with someone like
that!” she said.
“yeah, she’s something else,” I said and poured 2
glasses full