14 chimera

I stretch my hand - and I feel the emptiness.
I want to do - the tool slips out of my hands.
I thirst for a hug and cuddle - I hug a phantom.
Broken Cupid stretched once bow.

You need to go, and the foot gets stuck in the swamp
Dark nonsense. Scary - and just take a look,
And look back. Particles outcast flesh
In a dress of the absurdity, a crowd is set off.

Natalya Troyantseva