To quote from Breyten Breytenbach's essay "Cold Turkey":
"For Francooi Viljoen"
there are things one never forgets oh dissemblers--
cat's paws of darkness over closed eyelids
the brief clear gaping of the bullet's cough
car headlamps slitting the night to ribbons
painted white masks of the buffoon and the whore
the hangman's laughter like a dose of
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