Wednesday, April 22, 2015

La cara en el Lago Petén Itzá

I struck the ph one
the lake's lung a
grass forgets air th
inks thru tiny holes yr
busted foot cloaca
del cielo mes doigts
iluminés comme sand
thumb can't hold no
thing can it hold tu
lengua agusanada
cómetela it's good
muy rica


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