He suggests slipping
his breathing grows louder and appears to stop
It looks at a pile of branches at his feet, carefully chooses one and then another and yet his slow movements measured as an incantation mysteriously drawn
he joined them soft palms, once the gathering continues in a tree or a boat
quivering light? His face is taut, precise gestures he seems out of the world.
Tree runs on top of his head and throbbing all over.
No it looks and then raised the trunk that supports this membrane unreal
It would will slip into the stars and suddenly pulls back
a palm
Any collapse, vibratory pile of branches on the ground.
I finally breathe me-too tense in such an effort of concentration
his breathing grows louder and appears to stop
It looks at a pile of branches at his feet, carefully chooses one and then another and yet his slow movements measured as an incantation mysteriously drawn
he joined them soft palms, once the gathering continues in a tree or a boat
quivering light? His face is taut, precise gestures he seems out of the world.
Tree runs on top of his head and throbbing all over.
No it looks and then raised the trunk that supports this membrane unreal
It would will slip into the stars and suddenly pulls back
a palm
Any collapse, vibratory pile of branches on the ground.
I finally breathe me-too tense in such an effort of concentration
Grand Prix Sport (PACA Marseille January 28, 2011)
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