Subways So High Poem by Vladislav Martynovitch

Subways So High
Subways of Subtleness
Lead up through Thick -
Allows letting all this
Consciousness stick

To distant broadways
Of Unconstraint:
Ruled are here many Games,
Many Laws played…

Suffered in shimmering,
Pleasures are there:
Move sound along the rings,
Wastes are the Spared,

Entering is on the place
Of Leaving flown,
Windows are not showing race,
Doors - not just opened…

Air is through filters pumped -
In- and exhale:
Feelings or thoughts are dumped -
Both are so pale.

Notions of Destined pass
Through Gates with sigh:
Led is that wandering Mass
To Ways so high! ..