We
will all go down into the streets of water
and lose each other among the fluid
crystal.
When bodies join their reflections both end
.......................................but
it is common knowledge
that bones and memories lie under the stream
..........stirred
by the moving water
when the heart is nowhere. Ach,
Carole, my heart aches that its ache for you must end.
Dead regrets have no
taste,
under the water is neither sweet nor sour and
your sweet belly will
become
only this memory.
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