The year’s rotting twilight
reddish memory wanted to get rid of them
photographs are cozily at home
famous paragon’s amorous adventures
naughty girl in a filthy shed
the great lagoon lives in the tiger
there is a glory to nicely
his knocker was iron impeccable
people who keep their mouth shut
have been painted green
as soon as possible on her
her luxurious grave of generous conversation
and I murmured around in circles
the metallic landscape with incredible lucidity was wrong
with great haste less pleasure
I don’t remember the answer
the black automobile of days is waiting.
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*appropriation of lines from Adolfo Bioy Casares’ Selected Stories.
