MAPPAMUNDI III

You might, as we did, live in a bisexual brothel

Next door to the Chargé d'Affaires. Of course the news

Spills over: we got their Blanc de Blancs white papers;

They got our rouge souvenirs. Il y a danger de mort

A ouvrir les portières de la rose.

Or try une chambre noire, as we did this winter,

Near a shut-down plage on the Black Sea. Sex, there,

Is a pompes funèbres, and often, at night, you hear

Sighs from la tour abolie. Il y a danger de mort

A ouvrir les portières de la nuit.

But best, une dimanche quelconque, as we will tomorrow,

Go home—à mon seul désir. The little bees

Expect you and le port du temps is there.

Hurry, allons, allons! Il y a danger de mort

Avant l'arrêt complet du train.