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suicide poem

eu estou no amor com lugares far-seeing elevados
as máscaras da noite estavam caindo rapidamente
em sua barraca guardada
limps com parar o ritmo doloroso
em seus braços estava o prazer imóvel
dê-me a fome
na meia-noite
olhar além
são idos os três, aquelas irmãs raras
pharaoh, rei da terra de Egipto
pôde tê-lo sabido na mola mais adiantada
abaixo de minha janela em uma rua da cidade
como selvagem, como bruxa-como estranho que a vida deve ser

 



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