Poisoning by venom of importance

Non - priority it would be a gravity not to raise

But the march of hyperindividualities

Without any trace of fear of unmasking



Inflicted insults upon myself

More and more...

Caused by ostentatious destruction

Rusting scutum of alienation



The first surfeit of the deepest desires

Jus like Shanghai at dawn

Always ready to unite

All possible excitements



I built myself scaffoding

Upon beautiful, illusory sounds

upon beautiful, illusory love

Now I will dance...



Instinctive attempts of invastion

(As one wish to think) the entrance into paradise

That's plain absurd

The truths revealed lately vulgar provocation



Lack of joy is ability of symbolic fight

Lack of other orthodoxies of "true art - soul" type

Generally make the specific collection of scoundrels

From under the highest mountain



At least I experienced the knowledge

Of feelings always turned down

Nothing I destroyed, rather ennobled

All primitive experiences

Now I'm clear