mother got out of whatever game of
by
and
the
conversation drifted
(reinforced) dislike of physical
betrayal
our ancestors want us to kill
it's traditional
with his razor
like a dog
make happy
war with desolation
of feet on ground
your knapsack
goodnight
like a dog
your knapsack
goodnight
the fat
palace
goodnight
goodnight
goodnight
in order to live
goodnight
from Thebes (1991)
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