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thriving worms the

counter swallow in

digests the teeth and

telephone pocket

vibrated with the

letter suits and

lusty nails or

frenchfries in the

shoe cylindrio

puncture retinal

whirling beneath

the hat cloudy turn

ips’ insect shirt

your fraud photo

capitapit your

cesspit choking in

the fingered gasoline

the week the week

the week the week

the week the week

the week the week

potential chicken

fuck executive

language spieliologist

reinforms the vis

ual caterpillar

pickled in the

basement’s meat

tree nut attrition

center

begins ,explodes

  

With sacrifices from Jim Leftwich’s

Six Months Aint No Sentence, Book 80, 2014

dire fonética

flickering mountains sleep de

Guatemuz las sombras se

lanzan to lose a finger de

sus tumbas polvorosas al

phabets of winged altares

serán sus trickling seconds

siervos miserables buried

in the grass back again entre

dolor y entre cadenas the

trees y tanta sangre ruins

of palaces de los surcos

con sudor que humea

en los campos empty

in the flooded eye

the dark torrentes

possessed by dust y

recuerdos de the

first letters the

names of nieblas densas

incoherent mass de los

males del hombre mor

ning glory and somnolent

water serán las fuentes

del saber why didn’t

you call why d

idn’t you call el

universo os contempla

vosotros flickering red dots

seguirán encendidos a porfía

  

After Ivan Argüelles’ “orphic cantos, 49”, 2014,

& José María Heredia’s “Oda a los habitantes

de Anáhuac”, 1822.

dire fon

week week week week week

week week week week week

week week week week week

week week week week week

week week LUNCH week week

keep it keep it keep it keep it

keep it keep it keep it keep it

keep it keep it keep it keep it

keep it keep it keep it keep it

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