Hotel

Hotel

Translated by Ron Padgett.

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My room looks like a cage
The sun sticks its arm through the window
But I who want to smoke and make mirages
I light my cigarette with daylight
I don’t want to work I want to smoke

(translated from the French by Ron Padgett)

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