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Everything visible is empty

A ruin which represents another ruin

Vermilion like the throat of dawn

I am particularly interested in forgeries

Come, lash back with tail, endure thy own scourging

From utter abhorrence of love

I measured the shadow cast by the mirror

That old and evil plumage happily brought to earth

Seawater and vomit

Fresh blood dabbling the face of the ground

Crying the neck

Killing a sword