My heart is black, my mind is white, —
remember and — surrender. Oh!
So you will see the face of night…
The day when souls became a snow.
Another day — without hope,
another day without you.
Forget! I hanged on a rope.
My f*cking god, say something new!
A strange desire. Blackened rain
and flesh. You are too cute to bleed!
Have you — just chance to born again?
And have you feel you incomplete?
Surrender and — remember. You
just have to dodge. You must pretend.
Look at the sky, which shines blue!
No long. I know this is the end.
Or not? I'm ready to begin
to doubt. Nothingness to lose.
Say this: «I'm empty from within».
All words that you expressly use…
A new nightmare. You are lost too.
But if I look at stupid girl?
No, that can't be explicit true.
I squeeze my palm. The snow-white curl…
Take a look back one last — last time.
Despair. Fatalism. And rage
(this just a lost and crumpled rhyme);
not fate. Big difference in age.
Гончаров А.С.
2019