Red lies on his belly
In a bar of light.
Face to the wall
Hind legs splayed,
He abandons himself
To the warmth.
Red lies on his belly
In a bar of light.
Face to the wall
Hind legs splayed,
He abandons himself
To the warmth.
Landscape with Headless Mama
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