Samuel Rosenstock
someone rapped on the window
in the evening
it was a star and it was bleeding
and it brough some strange parcel
with a note:
"Mandrake and an armoured elephant, for You."
- Samuel Rosenstock
after which there were fireworks in the bedroom
and that’s how the dreams are born, if I’m right.
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