but, "our district scale" money can not buy, and just like that, no one there would not be called a genius .. well, and in general about the "scale", "... even the iron does not know his own destiny ...", it is better not to express the meaning of V.Lukka creativity.
We lived in color of frozen vodka.
Electricity received from a distance, from the marshes,
and the apartment appeared in the evenings
bedraggled peat and bitten by mosquitoes.
Clothing was awkward that betrayed
the proximity of the Arctic. At the other end of the corridor
rattled the phone, barely reviving after
recently ended in war.
Three rubles decorated pilots and miners.
I did not know that one day it no longer is.
Enameled pots cuisine
inspire confidence in the future, stubbornly
turning in his sleep in hats or
in celebration of Tsiolkovsky. Cars, too
rolled in the direction of the future and were
black, gray, and sometimes (taxi)
even light brown. It is strange and unpleasant
to think that the iron is not even aware of their own destiny
and that life has been lived for the sake of apotheosis
Kodak, to believe in prints
and ejecting the negatives.
Birds of Paradise sing without the need for elastic thread. Joseph Brodsky
VN Lucca "Neva", mixed media on canvas metal
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