Thursday, March 5, 2015

la sangre

oucher shad ow ow wind
engagement de tu sombra’s
outer flameout or the
silence in your screaming
flameout knot’s your iso
lation isolation habit tw
itching in the basement in
the base ment of that upper
room a coiled turd
high in a windy tree

...mute ,and stones.


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