Oxygenated

 

 

Virgin of anxious allusions

The abbot ran away to Tahiti

Where a heliotrope pigeon coop

Enervated me in the rostrum of English cigarettes

In my arms the enormous pile

Crowned with flies

Soils the tramway of its mother

The girls swill cocktails of scarlet fuzz

Over its mouth.

 

 

 

Francis Picabia