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Sep 16, 2003 14:21

In spite of the general darkness
The evening had scarcely begun
At the edge of the great agate staircases
Where
Wearied by the light of day
Which had lasted since sunrise
The great masturbator,
His immense nose resting on the onyx parquet
His enormous eyelids closed
His forehead riven by frightful wrinkles
And his neck sollen by the famous boil boiling with ants
Rested
Encounter in this still too bright evening hour
While the membrane which covers his mouth completely
Toughens under the agony of the enormous locust
Which had been gripped and glued to it
For five days and five nights.
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