C: For the torso begging on Colaba Causeway
For the green-eyed
C: One day I'll return with another man's clothes
One day
Floating magenta
In circles
Over slippery, white surfaces
Reversed vitality
And
C: Hate yourself and I will make you happy
I am
C: The next string of lives will know our speed
Luna plina - lift you veil of silver
Red wine rebellion
Burn the edges of your thoughts
-feel the air beneath
Burn the
C: To the sisterhood of the pornographic force
I raise this
When the moon is on the wave,
and the glow-worm in
The train left westwards on a Saturday sunriseWe rode along
når parasollen åpner seg I sjelelskglimrer det langs spileneog verden
sex from backyards - porchesout - into chambers - arenasparliaments
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