Drunken Butterfly
In the hot coils of tungsten filament
Nucleate vortices inevitable.
My death among icebergs, my leap into the unknown
With the rapid rate of rising tensions.
Bursting out purple drops,
Wishes fireworks, dancing geyser.
Now exploded with merciless diagnosis
And in the parade hunch leads to the inevitable ...
Drunken butterfly beating on the glass ...
Any high level direction, fuses thwarted,
Heartbeat, shakes the universe,
To the stars rise purple wave
And tear the artery on the pressure drop.
Look casually through the keyhole
Drunk with delight in anticipation of eteity
Rejoice the heart - the desired results
To hell with all the formulas and pattes! ...
Drunken butterfly beating on the glass ...
Insanely risky, without a tether, no stirrups
Down from the dome, with a sly smile
Deadly stunts - the triumph of schizophrenic
Over the rationality of objectivity ...
Drunken butterfly beating on the glass ...
