the Beast must have surrendered on the path of your last challenge
Beast at bay
Death hunted down by death
with its fallen mask it arches itself against its muzzle
solar
the egg follows in its tracks
the wing of all-at-once flashes
victory consists in offering to the gourd of seeds
the fresh penis of time
onto the dawn of a hand begging for ghosts
l’aile du tout-à-coup jaillit
la victoire est d’offrir à la gourde des germes
le sexe frais du temps
sur l’aube d’une main mendiante de fantômes