Benoît Pioulard - Narcologue

Initial B.P.

And Relent

Shut-Ins on Sunday See

That Wounded Weathered

Under the Break Arch

Of Everything That Rhymes

With No Advantage

So Etched in Memory

The Gilded Fear That Guides the Flow

As Would a Weaver

Whose Palms Create

Is in Its Clearest Form

An Image Apart from Ourselves

The Very Edge of Its Flame

A Shade of Celadon

Vabbe Skibidi Boppy

Why Won't You Love Me

Нас тянет (как магнит)

Look there

Жопа чешется

Нам надо дыма

БАБА УРАГАН

В разбитом сердце

Только Ты и Я

Marlboro

Моя улыбка души

Танцуй в последний раз

БАБА УРАГАН

Ты мой восток

Last Leaves of Autumn