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the clock

fulminarate ,soapy ,where

the sombra ,flustered ,sh

aped the leg pozole es

mi aguacácate ,floated in

the lap se or ,between the

imprecaciónorates ,was st

anding at the bulbit chewing

‘s pulpy pages of the re

volición ,comino del dren

aje perdicho  )so clean so

frothy ,forth incielso(

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held ,what(  ...ash convection

,and a sweltered soup  ...≈(

...shit school...

the suite

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r afterburn hel p plage

rize the flap corn see

m s ente nce once wh

ence the bar rel ease

d the hot ball yr

sh irt shootin ,poli

o mbligo enintensered w

here the vergüenza fl

aca’s comelotodo ,risueña

,pulcritudinaria y tu cas

a l se llena de sem

illa ,forno de formiga

,chew yr chert ,trembling

in the settling mud

wrapped in string the frontal skull

el mojado

so shoot the ,dip and lug

,calf untwisted in the

sheets ,or focused f

olds re thought ,toward’s

placid plain ,with a box

of nails ,a belt uncoiling

on the edge ,if edge

resists ,the endless bor

der in the shiftless riv

er’s center ,where my

drifting shirt app ears

,and then ap pears ,its

buttons loose as if’s lau

ndry’s cause ,the was

hing cycle’s cycled re

gard’s the ,edible pants

lunch and lunge ,again