he had to flee
those clotted luminous landscapes
leidenschaft cloyed
in order to creep
catwise through cities
cubic geometries
he drank the blood of alien women
the air of other worlds
drugged and clarified him
so
that
like any addict
he knew at least
the one thing he must do
--words by DTH, painting by A. Schoenberg
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