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*
Taking aknowledge on me I surprised the beast, the lion
having abandoned
having abandoned the steel of the cruisade
devoting to solitude and its temptations
I found my feet bare on golden grass
walking in a hugh to my fairy castle, at night
and paying some silence to the abandoned castle of Europe Fair
only the daily veil of darkness was set at the tears of crystal rain that gave the castle to my sight
deep in the memory I discovered the inside of her castle
brown leaves remained the only solid surface on the side
as in tears of dust incinerated
and once in my castle I asked Satan
this tumultuous spectator of our acts
if I once have kissed the boots of Europe
my childy heart answered in the name of my entire body :
"you have kissed the right and left of her smile, this is sufficient"
this is because I was a lion, a beast
or have I more than one knowledge on me
*
misery of fingerprints on a mirror
literature is less than smoke to my silent face
flesh helmet of words to attack thee
I pray as my eye bleed about some roses of decay
there is a gift thrown against grey sounding ocean
there is my bride jewel stolen by luxury
offered to fate, to wisdom keendome, to an open hand
but no fate, no wisdom, no hand I find in my prayer
but my thief injured gesture of death
wishing to say something
as a light brown bull darkened by blood
refusing
by luxury of a killing jewel spell
by misery of disproportion and of sound
the sword
some wisdom acute metal concealed to him
by queens and ocean of grey
by worms and dragons of decay
love was certain
these days
so Zeus
Susan
Giordano burning in painly proud
had just begun to finish and started
jalousy makes a beautiful jail
of grape black worlds
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jeudi 7 octobre 2010
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Outsider kitsch in English (in the manner of some Edmund Spenser)
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