We sold what was to be sold s...

We sold what was to be sold
sleeping for couple hours--and they applaud.
we settl our accounts, now we're getting a exempt ride
back abode Russian women patrol the intersection,
nevertheless there's so much rain and snow you won't find
equal a dog in the doorways. The tenant houses vanish,
the tracks completion suddenly, darkness hurriedly swallows
the rushing passers-by, the wind chronicles through the cracks
in the chassis, its whistling drowning without the radio,
while outside, within another downpour,
fast and tough, the