Thursday, August 5, 2010

four water
chow drop

)mother one(







clic nap

k

smoKe







prowling the soup
my wet page

rage ,yet






grease and sack

the clock furl

the dead the mine







dawn corpse
matter flat

of flat







hicks and
blinks water

a towel cloud






o___o___o___o___o___o
mud gate
muerta de lodo

me subí me mojé







al co mer la flo
r al en
trar la bho
ca de cuat ro fang

os






sure sheer sur
e sh o re
dondo y re
dumbre







fulminoso me caía
fulgoroso me casti
gaba me daba
orores

)y lumbres(

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