pigeon Hot…

pigeon Hot,
Sky: trydevyat land.

To me, for the sea WALKING za,
Closely in a single chamber
thy hands,
your lips,
Person – and thy pipes,
City!
– City!
This forty
Sorokov sing in me.
This forty
– bit, as the dust! –
Blacksmiths forge in me!
To me, accustomed to decide in marble,
Closely in a single chamber
Democratic Amora.

21 Martha 1923

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