They passed themselves by After the transitions Significantly wanted to draw attention to each other But the embarrassment A stump of seeming decency With a sigh they embraced and kissed each other They were not afraid The quintessential lack of courage Perhaps doubt Not to be broken by a moment of risk Then they went back to their business Flats Places of daily wandering The feeling remained Perhaps to the end for eternity How perfidious fate Games A neurotic game Brake Stand From now on I seek your voice Till the end