Disturbing, tilted figure
in so many corners
Evoked with the narrative
Here’s some clues to the persona:
 a bit loose,
vaguely familar
Strange serenity
In the room
Women come and go
talking of Leonardo
– What shall I do now, what shall I do?
Men appear in mood and light
with exquisite shoes and apple juice
Whispering surfaces,
fragile sunshine, dark kitchen
Talked of death, shrugged,
extended her hand
Voice,
kept saying:
– Evening of absolute end,
Blond girl,
cried without turning
weeping with graceful spine
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