goldfish swim in the brain Nature is the executioner the winter absorbs depth, devours the tadpoles of existence in the white pond of being goldfish swim under the ice the brain is irrelevant
as snow the spaces dominate the galoshes of trudging thoughts of some powdery sand & green blue water the sun creeps along the horizon clinging to the slippers of its master: the moist
tycoon of the gold fields of Sleep his teeth burn in the blue abyss of morning Reprinted with the permission of the author from Virgins & Vampires, Toronto, McClel
...[+++]land & Stewart, 1975.goldfish swim in the brain Nature is the executioner the winter absorbs depth, devours the tadpoles of existence in the white pond of being goldfish swim under the ice the brain is irrelevant
as snow the spaces dominate the galoshes of trudging thoughts of some powdery sand & green blue water the sun creeps along the horizon clinging to the slippers of its master: the moist
tycoon of the gold fields of Sleep his teeth burn in the blue abyss of morning Poème reproduit avec l'autorisation de l'auteur et tiré de Virgins & Vampires, Toron
...[+++]to, McClelland & Stewart, 1975.
