Tuesday, September 1, 2015


face in the urinous st
raw half leg's lost yr
epecac's refueled yr
long lapsed snore or sp
spatttered notebook was
yr flood hand touched yr
cheek cloud te bajas
la vista al regazo
bright with ants .b
burn off yr shirt was n
nodded out strong
shot f lavor labrar la
boca ,boboca que te
narra la nada que nada
por all that β€œis”


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