wrinkles and deceptive wrinkles
ironed with the magic cream
magically multiply
that clinging of coins in my pocket
collecting also illusions in my mind
whose soul is already anesthetisedfor that performing of extra sex
and spicing, that cushioning of my wallet
with it i look for a larger living space
now that i have enhanced my sizeto become visible in radars
that matter in this world
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