The fox
knocks as all foxes do
while your
homegate lies deserted
the trunk
is an eye of bare cabbage stalks
am I the
seed you sowed and died
all the sick deserted foxes
are golden jackals at our car door
wide open
eyes closed
under the
dream gate of your inner land.
You left
your panties on the railing for me
your
dazzling panties so white
with a
bright red lipstick kiss inside.
We go down
through the narrow alley
where the
floors haunt us
the cabbage
flower seed
sees the
morning dawn
out there
in the shadows
behind the deserted gates
everything still lies in wait
wide open
eyes closed
under the
dream gate of your inner land.
You left
your panties on the railing for me
your
dazzling panties so white
with a
bright red lipstick kiss inside.
Wide open
eyes closed
under the
dream gate of your inner land.
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