Opinel

from Punir by Fange

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Fils prodigue déjà revenu de tout bien que panards encore pégueux de leur cocon carmin, tes courbures d’échine remaquillées en postures opiniâtres ne prennent plus. Je ferais de toi mon veau gras, prêt à répudier tant de souvenirs d'Épinal sentant venir l’Opinel.

Prodigal son already jaded of everything despite your feet still tacky from their carmine cocoon, your kowtows revamped as opinionated stances aren’t taking anymore. I will make you my fattened calf, ready to deny his storybook clichés as the Opinel gets close.

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from Punir, released March 1, 2019

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