La plage

The flamingos go
Without any illusion
About men
Women
Naked
The high tide comes
By its grace, nothing remains
Of the crowd
Infamous
Naked
I'll wait for you on the beach
Or by the pools
Smoking resin
Lying about my age
I'll wait for you on the beach
Near a spray can
In the sixth basement
Or one foot in the margin
The clouds create and undo
Mirages of feather and tar
For men
Women
Naked
The flamingos return
In the east wind of Eden
And the crowd
Infamous
Kills them
I'll wait for you on the beach
Or by the pools
Smoking resin
Resigned about my age
I'll wait for you on the beach
Near a spray can
In the sixth basement
Or one foot in the margin