Sunday, December 29, 2013

the smoke deflation

tiemblo tomo la tumba g
gaseosa choked burrowise g
ainst the cloaca chismosa h
is spine’s tomb curled fan
go en la Ccueva de tu votive
pose’s slow sinking mirror ,tu
cacalavera rut ilante would
shatter glass you hear ,a
sleep in spaces ,caras de lona
invisible swayed across the
clay some dusking silence ,de
mi brazo populcro ,pipopular
,papendi cular ,cryptic culo
staring in the flitning dark

your courted flies yr be
bida hus meante

Con fragmentos de la épica
arturiana inédita de Olchar E. Lindsann


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