“There are no words”

There are no words
Only hairs
In a world without greenery
Where my breasts are kings
There are no deeds
Only my skin
And the ants that crawl between my unctuous legs
Carry masks of silence while laboring.
Come night and your bliss
And my deep body, mindless octopus
Swallows your excited cock
As it is born.
Translated from the French

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13 lines · 13 stanzas