Gare Du Nord
A in sous-vêtements
Pigeons decapitating
mes
A train
Catalan Atlas
They had fought hard
to preserve the irrefutable
diagnosis
from language still
so thin it was folded in
spherical transparency.
when time dilates
Bear this child
scrub its face,
No knots in water,
a bewildering situation
wrapped in little people,
at the table next to mine
i live like a dead man.