you will open the book of the Poet and read a few verses
as you undress: then you will draw the cord of the venetian
blind without so much as glancing at the enemy coast, at
the scar dripping poison on the other shore of the sea:
sleep weighs heavily on your eyelids and you close your eyes:
as you know, all too well: tomorrow will be another day, the
invasion will begin all over again
Monday, June 23, 2008
Count Juilan - Closing
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