Dark bravo and devil-may-care,
Sucking the fire from his cigarette,
Feline Egyptian god face
With opium smoker’s night eyes.
In studio gloom naked bodies
Dance, among African fetishes
And Japanese prints, with the smell
Of sex and danger, whores’ cabaret
Cavorting in the mind’s round.
Nervous chaos of the city,
All sabres and absinthe,
Sensation’s iridium scorching through,
And the summer lovers would escape
To the lakes, swimming and painting
Nude, male and female blending.
The bloody carnival unhinged him,
Panic in the veins, till the moment
When he placed a pistol to his heart,
And settled the question.
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