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Неразбиваемая чашка
Пятая вечность
Путь1928
ПрефиксMyPoems
Так странно: и старый, и малый,
и юный, и мудрый в ночи
скребут серебром по эмали.
Не надо. Давай помолчим.
Мы с разных концов мирозданья,
с изнанки, глядим на неё,
пренебрегая браздами.
И взгляд наш не колет жнивьё.
Темнеет, как падают чашка
и сон следом прямо из рук.
Цвета видно только с натяжкой.
Из слов всех мерещится «вдруг».
И хочешь – не хочешь слагаешь,
не сбросив, а только беря.
И то, что давно нас пугает
похоже скорей на обряд.
Стук чашек, поверьте, немало.
Блеск в форточках – ориентир.
Слова, что родятся, дремали
в опасном уюте квартир.
И ставший навязчивым скрежет –
наш шанс побороть страх и стыд.
Черно, но опять нечто брезжит.
И некогда чаю остыть.
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21 сент. 2020 г.
1928
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