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Выискиваю строки и складываю в книгу.
И смыслы этой книги: любовь, печаль, интрига.
Бессмыслица – игра, и музыка, и сны,
игла в стогу, и мгла, и прямота сосны.

 

Выискиваю мрак и наполняю светом.
А свет тот состоит из осени и лета,
весны, зимы и слов, составивших те  строчки.
Оделись зло с добром в похожие сорочки.

 

Запутали меня. Зачем? Чтоб вас запутать.
Я подниму с песка зачем-то гибкий прутик.
Зачем-то начерчу квадраты и круги.
В чём смысл? Если есть – в невнятном «сбереги».

 

От лапок муравя, до детских стоп на пляже
тень облака едва заметная проляжет.
Пройдут печаль-тоска и женщина босая…
Так странно. Я стою и прутик не бросаю.
 

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