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• Artiste: Rose Polenzani
• Titre: Or
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Eight red pills, hidden with France in her drawer. There's another lilt on her, and I draw it up, lissome and larkspur. My hook or your bride skeined around me, she smiles, talks of you now and again, sending me grillburns and gooseflesh. <i>Hey you with your words undone, I'll be the powerful one. I'm ready to leave all this wreckage behind me.<i> A three-month smoke, tripping around old jokes. Dig a Carolina well, brimming with seedpods and eggshells. String my three-petal-clad clover tight, this is a long, split night, green in the feet and red hands. <i>chorus</i> Caught on the down, lop released leaf spun brown. She has a moon's hang and arc, without my earshot or tongue-spark. <i>chorus</i>