Poésie II
hole in the sky in the sky a hole look a hole in the sky gone white cloud in front *** namespell a star above the sea is a sea of e in motion is the wild taming of a virgin is lust and dream one that does not wake is holy is whore is
hole in the sky in the sky a hole look a hole in the sky gone white cloud in front *** namespell a star above the sea is a sea of e in motion is the wild taming of a virgin is lust and dream one that does not wake is holy is whore is
long gone long gone is a feeling on skin hand and thigh when you lay with me on me between us a sigh when your hair stuck from sweat stuck from heat stuck from force when it stuck to me stayed and kept leaving me hoarse when a drop from your skin was falling on
39 hours between East and West The crescent moon doesn’t give much light tonight. Only a handful of stars blink and twinkle above the coconut trees. But the air is warm. Like every night. A few revellers stumbled by, on their way home. It was not quiet, where we stood, but it came as close
29 hours of silence As I wake up and realize my silent vow has begun, I can already overhear a conversation in my head. About what this woman said to me last night, just before going to bed. I showed a painting to my friends. She sat next to them. How come a few words