In one corner agile
Turns round the virginity of a little
In one corner sky releasedleaves balls of white on the spines of storm.
In one corner bright with all the
One awaits the fish of anguish.
In one corner the car of summer’s greenerygloriously motionless forever.
In the glow of youthlamps lit too late.
The first one shows her breasts that kill the insects that are red
