"Beauty will be jerky or it won't be"
Andre Breton
The unquenchable light of poetry struggles to unlock the magic of the night, in all possible and improbable dimensions. The poet among them.
The nights when the stars
they play russian roulette
on this earth love blooms.
My cruel and ruthless wilderness
you skirt the desires with excess art
and then you digest them like oases...
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