The water was smooth
and since the black one ends
and sometimes they would fall
Is it music or just the acoustic phenomenon?
Whether one agrees or not, I was there in uber die Wangen flieBen
Flowing over the cheeks
Music, noises and images as a painting;
Walking along the Boulevard Malesherbes
And that there were body parts and every time a definite temporality but across it I was simultaneously experimenting
I wanted to design a scale model
The pleasure she got out of it!
I was thought up by the author’s life
A custom officer’s barracks at la Contrescarpe
And am I not then
near our house
– Scott Sandwich