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Friday
15 November 2019

Les Stües

The river of the world flows into one room.
There are old logs and twilight navigates below the moon.
The soft hands of the earth
caress the runaway delights, frothing with pleasure.
There is pleasure in our Stües that basks in dim light
and refuses to be tainted by the vulgarity of these fragile times.