could we imagine:
we will meet at home this spring
we’ll bury ourselves on the floor and rustle there?
I’m not ready to live like that now
and none of us is ready.
the beginning of a new era of alienation?
- the question hangs and teases from the ceiling.
people don’t know - what to do?
- I will go for a walk - and I will go into a binge! - and I will continue to be healthy! - and I will buy herbs and a knife! - I'd rather sit at home and admire my wife and children! - and I will buy nymphet!
- and I will pray! did you hear the words of the head of government? - no, what? - and you? - And f..k me, I wanted to spit! But, do what? What to do?
... continue to wait for spring, meet the dawn and love the sweets without fuss, and you? - and I will begin to read literature and save a figure running in the morning. as? well in the morning ...
A different time has come - the genes of degradation lingerie have turned on, we wash our hands more often and wear masks for drinking, greet with a smile, wave and run to a sterile box to kill bacteria and the virus will wait - it is not alive! Pull the internet network! fill the rooms with plasma screens! thrust himself into the wires at the molecular level then .. so good luck! go under ground, gentlemen!