big town blues (xvii)
the face
the face through arrondissement glass
the face in dialect
the face a century ago
no night breathes out
no night seen
no night lady wanders
no night
no
two girls their men distain
boxers cauliflower
faces
nights
trois
overtired
over
out
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big town blues (xvii)
sargasso
stamping
clatter
hier
des mondes
we poison we all poison
the face
café matin
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