'birds come home from,' 'what the tear hides,' 'Animal bodies.,' and 'This poem smells blue'

birds come home from

paradise and sing songs

the silence recedes

what the tear hides

spring is playing hide and seek

а winter feeling creeps into my heart

а tear freezes and doesn't dry up

inside the child the wizard dies

and becomes an adult

Animal bodies.

Kittens, bunnies, piglets, puppies, ducklings, babies, human babies.

Well, just grace!

And still –

forcemeat in the city market.

This poem smells blue

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The color of wrinkles in the sky

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Black shapes in clear water

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This verse will be picked up by crows in the morning

And they will be thrown from heaven

On icy concrete heart rocks

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All in vain

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