Fugitive parce que pure.
Parce que dans la nuit enfuie pure, jusqu'au silence de la nuit confondue,-elle a fui sans peut-être even wanting, wanting in the night away.
was as one dead hanging in her stomach, her belly weighted night and oblivion, or so-the desire for oblivion, as if the desire is already sinking in it, he already gnawed flaps of the dead child, the child who never had been, and she would have liked, however, in his flight, rescue her, put it behind and close access to memory.
Fugitive, because the queen, because one leak in the sovereign.
She left the night mingling with his body, taking up almost absorb it, it was given to night as a body which suddenly collapses and hides himself,-disposes to sleep. Sleep long and penetrated she walked into the night, sinking in the night is silent, get lost, and on-water floating lights dead as corpses adrift, as the end of something that was, but that can not be aborted an image, flickering light on a black water-up to have ever been. Fugitive
because queen is well.
