He impressed at the wheel
the slow movements of a man weary
rode the arm for a turn
right
drew a sigh and muttered
between his teeth
"
tomorrow I will not
CREVE BORDEL
(and then softly)
except Josée
which said nothing. "
And he sniffed in his elbow
rubbing his nose in the fold
while the moon
low and heavy fire
fucked a tree trunk.
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