The power-tooled platoons are trimming and sanding

There it is. I told you it would be. Maybe

There’s a fissure swimming through the house 153 The ribbon of dust with the dragon’s head 145 The tall carcass, the useless space 127 The view now reduced 135 This is your eyeball. This the sun. This cold 19 Today, I was chatting to someone in weltanschauungen

Vandaag sprak ik iemand in wereldbeelden

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Vergeef ze, de modellen van Porq met hun kontjes 70 Was ik een zeedier geweest met meer dan 56 We kruisten de Styx 161 With difficulty I still know 125 You had a crazy poem with you tonight 35 You’ll always have yes and no 151 You picture a table for the poet, lain in infinite 119 You think I’m pretty? I know this cold inside me 159 You’ll find me in the coldness 62 Zelfs blind denk je nog alziende te zijn, maar 48 Zo groot als hij was, een reuzenkind 58

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