December 2009
Freedom of Love, by Andre Breton
My wife with hair of wood fire With the thoughts of summer lightning With the size of sand glass My wife with the size of otter enters the teeth of the tiger My wife with the mouth of rosette and star bouquet of last size With the teeth of prints of white mouse on the white ground With the language of rubbed amber and glass My wife with the language of stabbed host With the language of headstock...
