Benoît Pioulard - Morne

With No Advantage

A Shade of Celadon

The Gilded Fear That Guides the Flow

That Wounded Weathered

Initial B.P.

And Relent

As Would a Weaver

Of Everything That Rhymes

Shut-Ins on Sunday See

Is in Its Clearest Form

So Etched in Memory

An Image Apart from Ourselves

Under the Break Arch

Whose Palms Create

The Very Edge of Its Flame

Rampampam

Никто

Marmalade

Седая ночь

Дурак и молния

Black Samurai

Komarovo

Снежинки

Кукла колдуна

Хищница

КАК MOMMY

Пьяный туман

Девочка, танцуй

Мёртвый Анархист

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