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Зонг о прозрачности

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ПрефиксMyPoems

В её глазах добро и зло, хотя чему ещё в них быть?

Меня в них нет. Не повезло? Не пронесло? Хочу любить?

Кручусь, верчусь, который век, который миг стремлюсь, как луч.

Я в сокровенное проник. Я так несчастен и могуч.

Я из-за туч скольжу, потом я отражаюсь ото льда.

В её глазах всех тайн притон, что ж – затеряюсь без следа.


Оправа круглая очков. Пластмассовые инь и ян.

Цикад я слышу и сверчков в ночи, скрываыющей изъян.

Там искорки. Горят огнём: когда красней, когда синей.

Сосредоточусь, тая в нём, таясь, но делаясь ясней,

прозрачней. Блики на стекле. Один из бликов – это я.

С реснички падает слеза. Скажите, как тут устоять.

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Зонг о прозрачностиМиша Мазель
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