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winter water blue melt backlit

life suddenly in thin chemise

steadfast

in questions and old silences

in the puzzle of proper nouns

and barking city: February

slow eyelashes that beckon to love

and spinning tops

foliage of word for word

gentleness that evades meaning

plunge into the dark

with metronome

crabs eels intestines

legs and antennae

destiny you said it

from memory

with a single verb

the thousand and one possibilities of the toe, the foot

the ankle

images in the subway glued to each other

faces pressed against the whys

the saliva the fingernails

it all goes beyond

adverbs and bones

the future the future

naked things design

audacity vertical

a woman in panties

half-spoken surrounded

by syntax and paintings

dark eyebrows

a starlet sings

an amphetamine clenched in her teeth

fire close to dying

at the edge of a forest

kiss that counts

someone standing

before an accident

of cars and fiction

under the eyelid:

time’s measuring tape

dust in equilibrium

peoples and their signatures

their faces more alive

than crabs and pigeons in the shade

of cherry trees

poetry drawn back from daring

fiction if you ask me

hazelnut: image of an old

tomb with a squirrel

a photo repeated that sparks a taste

for pleasure with a grain of salt

on the tongue

a photo repeated

a stack of selves archived

big blue armchairs

their cloth arms worn down

by memory and odours

that intoxicate. Retina,

adjust your thoughts

emergency staircase on a slant

with slow blue flung at the sky

window and woman smiling

the rust the steel, broken panes

of America the colour of graffiti

then in slow motion: tulips appear

spinal cord

strange archives

on the iron rails

of a century the mud

of a day the immensity

Sombre: night flower or calculated shadow brief flame: hypothesis

Feinte speak reflection seen through glasses all words are ribbons

reading lèvres micro i know the answer poems that demand we open the fire the heart: devour me

palace and ice

parentheses (duvet)

orange, epidermis

pillowcases

i beg of you: answer

birds pepper-coloured

a flight of silence with clouds

distant. I retrace my steps

touch here a woman’s arm

tiny algae that enter

gastronomy

blue water imbued water

always another beginning

the lemon the martini the olive

all that amuses

then came night with its lampshades

describe the light

touch tomorrow

the immense everyday furled in the iris

a morning

of found orchids