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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