From a book about a poor happiness (Chapter "The Road to Paradise")

By tataromanova

... The caramel carpet in his boots from the salt on the legs carved in the blood, I walked forward to the smell of edemovskih apples.
In the hands of a basket of cut flower heads. They are still in bloom and smile, attracting attention with its loud mouths.
Eyes stones accompanied me on a long journey. She knew, guessed that his long legs and arms are hidden in a dry, rust-colored earth. Were able to pretend to be cold and rigid bodies.
Under the caramel splashed track poison from bitter cider. Catch up with their drops mirror the sky, striking the surface, did not want to fall back into the intoxicating reality, which stretches under my heels.
Imagined paradise, turned the floor to ceiling, quickening his pace and bared the bones in the wind.
A sharp wind brought me the music whisper amber sun. Here it was live ... I talked to passers-by, asked how they would be more comfortable ...
Nearby lay down moonlit hills with funny stars on their peaks. Over the hills, these hung black, hanging over the ropes because of its intractability. On a rope so the rope ran dairy, for which the ropes were tied naughty star, so go out there ... forever ...
I'm sorry I just do not see, I did not hear the canaries singing, mechanical, steel nailed to the trunks of weeping willows as bandages soaked in a lemon squeezed my head, filling his eyes yellow and transparent acrid juice .... And how clumsily tied around a young body shroud train dragged me down to the infinite right around the corner ...

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Created: Jul 26, 2010

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