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Играть по окнам, как по нотам.

Смотреть на них и слышать звук.

Записывать слова в блокноте.

Чуть сдерживать желанье рук

взметнуться, словно пред оркестром.

Стараться не смущать людей,

(снующих по делам не к месту),

не знающих твоих идей

и помыслов. Казаться психом

и улыбаться глядя вверх.

И пусть в словах неразбериха –

в звучанье окон слышен смех.

Цветные лампочки и солнце

бликует. Выползла луна.

Похоже я опять вне социума.

Спонтаннее теней длина

и синева синее неба…

Мерещутся ли звуки мне?

И легче отмахнуться: «Не было…»

Чуть подождать?.. Начнёт темнеть.

Что это! Муза? Озарение?

Момент? Игра полутонов?

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13 февр. 2022 г.

2216

1979

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