Translations - Agent Fresco

Pulsating through

Wary dew

Summer loss

Coughs

Carry through

Opaque talk

Repeats

Bridle release

The droning fatigue

Corroding in sleep

Barely with brushstrokes

We followed

Barely our palms combed the sky

Barely we all held off morrow

Carry through

Bold holes daunt

Beneath

Death is young

And aggrieves

All speeches into

A world that we knew

Carry through

As sapphire salt runs in streams

Translations are all in me

«Through polaroid roads, we are leaving»