No one rides on
the crest. No one stops Rembrandt.
Trousers worn down on parmesan.
On the crests of the hooved.

Dinosaurs are made of rubber,
more precisely, of green
water-soluble chewing
gum and that molasses

à la watered-down sherry.
You are drunk.
Of course I reserved two beds.
Of course I will force the door, what do I care.

Translated by Brian Henry