vendredi 18 mai 2012

128__In Flesquières do as the Flesquierois do, dig out your Deborah tank and wrap yourself up into its Mark IV female make. Caress her, then take her place, hatch hope's eggs and wait for a new deal of fresh flesh around your face in clay, there, in the peat bog, your chinese emperor's own tourbière's envelope of a forgotten fog.