Saturday, October 13, 2018

Orange nickelodeon running at the wind
Watching sounds of spraying bounds - dancing amerind
Beads and feathers for all weathers never had you done
Such music as my orange nickelodeon

Money windows spilling on the red ground
In the silence breathing amber all around
Listen to the salmon line guitar
Wondering and hanging on the frosting of a car

Bending rainbows sighing at the seaweed
Through the quarterane of pulsing tuilliers
Waiting at the station tickets please
Tell me while we're waiting of your yellow melodies

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