Olympic Femalecamel Toes

Sometimes the world has made us mourn the withered flowers
winter

we produce indifference on the way home. Today

sleep in a hotel, I'll undress
routine in the 315, and if you ask
of expensive champagne.

Do what you want, but remember that the dark shadows
are ephemeral,
and tomorrow the cock, perched on the roof, we will remember

our
want you lying drowned at sea.