PROEM
women pass through my neuroses
they quickly light a candle each
and in their uncertain light
the instant is then revired:
I am my brother once again!
hurriedly, they interlard my body
with possible deaths
: could I fly for good
out of my wild despair?
women pass.
then everything relapses.
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