Wednesday, September 6, 2017

reflet du ciel

roofless she a float con
densed fileuse/mot fondant
)Paul Éluard( SAID A NECK
redoubled at a keyboard
Rien cette chair fait de
peu )P.E.( la calavera “nada”
me piensa me pesa me pis
a h bootless she my dirty
wheel was warped and shit
,her long yarn sp ins
melts your sounded shirt
)doubles in the fog( 's it
chy shout dries yr sil
enced encía depronounced
deentombed she or you was
none was spoke beneath the
smoke's descension

Aux yeux nourris de son miroir

- Paul Éluard


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