i will give you instructions on how to go out for sweets and come back
and still have violet stains on your cheeks. (play me that violoncello).
“what a hero” says the individual who mows our lawns,
and not about himself, either. sticky as brie.
i haven’t written any love letters, but my spoken language turns towards you. standing on a high chair, i can see the state we live in; sheep bark mellow below.
the mumbling of water is constant; you found sharkskin round a tooth under the kitchen counter.
if there was a way to let go of the need for biting through carrots like skin, i’d be freezing insects in Amber too.
What reasons does the writer give for why the boys were running?
What word do we use to describe this sort of behaviour in an emergency? Does it help to behave like that in an emergency?
180 qui peut dormir quand les autres
182 tu sois mon cocher
183 des poetes m’ont chanté
186 au-dessus de ce monde
186 crois-tu la paix possible
190 que m’importe la terre?