A Conversation with Comrade Lenin

A pile of cases,
the turmoil of phenomena
the day was gone,
gradually becoming darker.
Two in the room.
I
and Lenin -
photograph
on a white wall.
Mouth open
in a tense speech,
mustache
seta
vzdernulas up,
in forehead folds
clamped
human,
in a huge forehead
a great thought.
It must be,
under him
there are thousands ...
Forest of flags ...
hands of grass ...
I got up from my chair,
joy is highlighted,
I want to -
go,
to greet,
report!
"Comrade Lenin,
I am reporting to you
not on duty,
but to your liking.
Comrade Lenin,
work of hell
will be
made
and is done already.
We light,
we dress the nakedness and the naked,
widens
extraction
coal and ore ...
And next to this,
of course,
a lot of,
a lot of
different
rubbish and bullshit.
Tired
fend off and bite off.
Many
without you
retreated from the hands.
Highly
a lot of
different scoundrels
walk around
on our land
and around.
No
them
nor numbers,
nor nicknames,
whole
tape types
stretches.
Fists
and red tape,
toadies,
sectarians
and drunkards, -
walk around,
proudly
with outstretched breasts,
in handles completely
and in the badges of the breast ...
We are their
all,
of course, we twist,
but all
twist
terribly difficult.
Comrade Lenin,
on smoky factories,
by land,
covered with
and snow
and stubble,
your,
comrade,
heart
and name
we think,
breathe,
are struggling
and we live! .. »
A pile of cases,
the turmoil of phenomena
the day was gone,
gradually becoming darker.
Two in the room.
I
and Lenin -
photograph
on a white wall.
1929

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