Clinging to the desire for speed
And surrounding the slowest with lead
The walls no longer face each other.
Multiple beings, arsenal of beings,
Mane of beings,
Sleep in a bloody reflection.
In his tawny rage
The earth shows its palms.
Eyes closed
As the forehead is burning.
Nocturnal courage. Diminishing the shadow
By half. Mirror of the shadow,
Half of the world. Head falling
Between sleeping and dreaming.

Paul Eluard: Accrochés aux désirs (1929)

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