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Той ночью слёзы все стеклись в одну:
застрявшую под глазом над скулою.
В ней крабы страхов ползают по дну.
В ней всё прозрачно: доброе и злое.
Она твоя. Её нельзя стереть.
И палец замер. Выдохнуть не смею.
Казалось всё смешалось: жизнь и смерть.
Так и стою. За робость не осмеян.
Накатывает. Сил нет удержать.
Какая кислота дерёт нам щёки?
Похоже, что слились два миража.
Похоже, отыскали в мир наш щёлки.
Такое вот стечение болей.
Такое вот стиханье колыбельной.
Нам колют веки мачты кораблей
и потому те слёзы неподдельны.
Но почему они стеклись? Молчи!..
Не нужно в предрассветный час ответов.
Что, просыпаясь, дети ждут в ночи?
Любви… Наивных слёз и… проблеск света.
More about creation background and etc ...
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