Benoît Pioulard - In-the-Vapor

A Shade of Celadon

An Image Apart from Ourselves

Is in Its Clearest Form

Initial B.P.

Shut-Ins on Sunday See

Of Everything That Rhymes

And Relent

The Gilded Fear That Guides the Flow

Under the Break Arch

That Wounded Weathered

Whose Palms Create

As Would a Weaver

So Etched in Memory

The Very Edge of Its Flame

With No Advantage

Мёртвый Анархист

Rampampam

Дурак и молния

Девочка, танцуй

Алёшка

Кукла колдуна

Black Samurai

Где прошла ты

Komarovo

Dance Monkey

Никто

Прыгну со скалы

КАК MOMMY

Лесник

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