Brussels by night
La mort subite - photo empruntée
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She smiled me goodnight
The costliest souvenir
From the depht of the gorge
To the kiss on the prow
Go to bed if you wish
Night awakes me
And my love, earliest
Opens in a clump
Men sleep in the night
Or fight in the night
We must drink
Streaming in the irregular street
Looking through shop-windows
Breaking into bars
Drinking & smoking the gloom
Filing off on the car boulevard
Crackling the Ancient wood-shed
In resounding campfire
In the vaporous pavement
Time for a last drink
Alone in ginger glow
And Jazz posse
Listening to the dawn, at length
Raising in fragments of goodnight
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