Le paradis n'est pas artificiel …

October 02, 2004

Crumbs of Verse from the Margins of an Essay

we are flames of shadow instead of flame,
colder reactions than we ought to be;
we are darknesses waving
in the closing of all men's eyes


Posted by delire at October 2, 2004 09:40 PM
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