Life and its dryness;
Forgetfulness and voluptuousness
Above the spans of time
Rigidity above our anguish;
Life and your throat;
Frenzy and slime on our icons
One night, algebra of shadow
One more night we are less – or nothing;
Life and gratitude;
Identity; bodies; our names; sweat
Drink me, my passion-hate,
Under the perfidious darkness of farewells;
Make me your fountain:
Squirt for your anger
Love for my swim
And completed cease to fill your bucket, your drain out;
Make me your crystalline brightness
And go through, dry this one who satiates you
In your proud midnight task
Pour me out to evaporate the thick sap;
Make me your tongue
And milk your fish of solitude and meat
And completed cease
Your routine of accumulation and emptiness.
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