The Subway

The Giant Pouple with a dozens throats One day had grown in the earthly womb... So widely his tentacles sprawled... Year after year, they grow more and more... Attracts a people, and next – ingests them- So that on another ending place. Exhale these faces. Inhale new faces, And almost never stop all the ways... The severe metal-stone brutal beauty... This road leads to the world unreal... Synthetic wind, artificial spirit- I don`t know why, but so nice to breath... A rattlesnakes all are creeping, crawling, And blinding by spotlights from the dark, Doors, like a jaws, rumbled, broadly opened- Exchange a humans, inside and out... And, clamped maws, racing – faster, louder, With thunder deafening, rush headlong... Just you... and aliens are around... The blask way to nowhere, never, not... It lasts so long, seems to be eternal, Where is a finish – it no one knows... Until a heartbeat will end forever- Fall hopelessly in the abyss hole... But...power came to nought...stop.. it`s exit. Through this – go on the stars, to the sky... Go on the groundface. Leave a depth`s monsters- To the paths, waiting for walks and rides...