asleep behind

atop of the piles of vegetables

fluorescence of vegetable

oaths of the awakened

his ears once more

intestinal membranes like lacework

atmosphere of raw meat and fat

‘Pauline, go and find your mother’

 

and miserly

his face turned yellow

such a hole in his purse

the same old coat

turkey or goose

sweet sad

change that city of suffering

covered with straw

it was written on his face