the skins

less lint less lung less

spray it less no more th

an less intentition wh

ere the foggy ham l

int erior will talked

the ham lint’s less

fork head fork lint be

hind not here’s the

fork broke lung cou

ghing up the rain the

l int lo int orcido in

tomado int uercado me

nos reposo que pelusa

men os peldaño que

por cino

...loss...

the sting

less lint less lung less

lint less lung less lint

less lung less lint less

lung less lint less lung

less li  fog ham nt less

lung less lint less lung

less lint less lung less

lint less lung less lint

less lung less lint less

T

the scorn

il y aura une table with a

tale a counter of the decks

des rues que disparaissent

where the swelling neck was

looked “where” des noms que

s’effacent ,certain stealth

,dans la baraque ,falling o

ver ,mot pour mot ,needles

de notre passage

                      faire entrer du monde

Avec des phrases de «Baraka» de

Frédérique Guetat-Liviani

the house

upper ham in dented

,what if ended what the

thought ,outer spiel

,apt in habitation ,rai

se yr corn ,the t

umbler worn ,past

the bulb ,yr k

nife pissing off the

bone ,or speech ,a

crawling thing ,plo

tting toward the fork

,remembered ,but was

got  .remaindered sore

,outer cloud ,the

nut half snored

inching ,lifting ,poured