Octavio Paz – Parole / Words
Jackson Pollock, Guardians of the secrets, 1943 Go at it again, fling them around, give it to them, let them bitch, the whores, whip them, put sugar in their mouths, blow them up, globes, pinch them, suck their blood and marrow, dry them up, cut their balls, cover them, cock of the walk, wring their …