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friend poem

en ce moment
sommeil, frère gris de la mort
j'aime ma vie, mais pas trop bien
remuez
le mouvement de votre corps est comme la musique
la lune se levante a caché les étoiles
babylon -- où je vais rêver
la pluie plus de, et l'air brillant
avec le rouge de sang de lèvres et le coeur de la pierre
en septembre
tristement parlant
gros mâles noirs dans une salle de vin-baril
dernier minuit
je secoue mes cheveux dans le vent du matin

 



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