
Durée durée durée d’or
Stink of ink on the gunsmith’s breath
Open wound on the coyote’s thigh
Incest bites when the fowl sticks howl
Bind him like an antelope
Bind him like an antidote
String him from your yellow hair
Make the bastard dance on air
(Extract from a forthcoming novel)
Brilliant, your mind whirls in mysterious harmony!
Thanks!