Friday, March 22, 2013

pirespamejoide

peered into my slathering f
oam neck tossing in
the peak’s wind your sc
aled foots your steps
red and black in tlilli in
tlapalli sweaty on the
wall yr ice conjecture
left the )~heavy sn
ake~ the( if angle l
ouder gash into the gu
shing cave )))uh pee
ling throat uh (((

)what yr instant fog(
)what yr instance
)what yr
)what
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...no hay pirámides sin cogollo...
- César Bolaños






Espejo del Queso

cheese ‘n snore la puerta
enrevesada encantoada
“like” .gasiconsolidada
,towels an mocos ,tu
foquisnot de luz que
“en mi libro cae” wh
wh ere ere I dozened
off y el precipicio


...como sangüich literato.
- Nicanor Parra





mr

Plumbing the lake my
shed dries my ass
link shines inside the
park your gun loose
.pale an lipid ,d oubter
fork whirls before my ─═
bOca cueval ,inten
dencia fogosa ,fin del
logco comido .“pleasant
wallks” ,a crow n my
sopping cuffs w rite
a c r o s s the
floo __________________ r


...va...so...de...
- José Gorostiza




ri

sa in somática tus co
jines de lona ...carre
tera soñada... ,tierra
infútil ,in farcta ,in
factícia como mi so
mbra mi h om bro
amicturado como za
pato ...el cielo pisé
,caído ,caca fónico ,des
camisado como mi cu
erpo desencarnizado y
a saba nado . . .placer
del nonato . . . .


...the closing door.
- Edgar Allan Poe

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