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Previously, there chirped the goldfinch
in a cage. creaking door.
Clearly interweaves masculine verb
in the rustling of dresses. Now
dusty drop on the nail evil –
Illich bulb
pouring onto checkers parquet, Where
there was a draw.
Knows the price of the square itself,
seeing things disarray,
not mourning the loss;
exactly the opposite:
celebrates blunt angle,
yellow rags of newspapers,
garbage, being naked,
up wallpaper stripped.
stove, which extinguished the fire;
crack on the tiles.
To be precise, space stink
nothingness-to-face.
Bitch is not a trace will.
door only
He knows: two, entered here,
came back three.

1983

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