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ile
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reise
your cheese your lung yo
ur nap kin struggling
to be backbone ringing
with pain your loan y
our bomb your outer
hell with its shining
core your )marshmallows
stiffen under the ch
air( bean dip spreads
across the table a sh
roud falls from the
ceiling light a single
spider skitters in a
circle your foot you
r leaking pen your
skinned notebook
slapped to your chest
where the heart rum
bles toward a
smoky door
...et mon grand oeil
est sans saveur
- Benjamin Péret
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