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When I was alive, Raven, I inevitably felt, having to run a parade. Why does that occur to me?? Maybe because I just woke up and had a dream: I had to walk through a kind of valley, initially adorned with huge yellow u g ...

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All this, Raven. curled up. So little. Raven. Rich existence, unreachable far away. Rich existence, Good, what an abundance of gifted life. So little, so much Raven. A thought in a room. Two eyes, two arms, two legs. And inside ...

Eclats_another waking dream (out of agony)

scar, degree, when summer retreats, Misunderstanding monochrome, without reflexes, without colors. go to bed, half thinking, half asleep, a wait, that never tires, like a bus shelter. Missed the first bus, the second. ...

Eclats_Poem without a clear title

the expectation brings. Door opened to a crack. Hour of the torn. hour, where the bridges shine, the cities from the burning of the roots of the grass. Shadowed eye bores home, in the wreath of silver gnats a lamp, right at the front of d ...

Retro_Prose_The Things, that we have to do

'Twenty-five years and my life is still Trying to get up that great big hill of hope For a destination I realized quickly when I knew I should That the world was made up of this brotherhood of man For whatever that means And so I cry sometime ...