I wouldn’t want to die (Je voudrais pas crever) (Boris Vian Poems)
Before having knownThe black mexican dogsWho sleep without dreamingThe butt-naked monkeysGobbling up tropicsThe silver spiders inWebs riddled with bubblesI wouldn't ...
Before having knownThe black mexican dogsWho sleep without dreamingThe butt-naked monkeysGobbling up tropicsThe silver spiders inWebs riddled with bubblesI wouldn't ...
My stepdaughter and I circle round and round. You see, I like the music loud, the speakers throbbing, jam-packing the ...
I woke up this morning with the city's noises fusing into my dream A pride of lions roaring in anger ...
The night is only a sort of carbon paper, Blueblack, with the much-poked periods of stars Letting in the light, ...
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