Saturday, January 9, 2016


cloud dent my hh
hand entorned ,s
sweeping shadow cr
oss a sidewalk where
the fork was bent
its outer clot your
cash deformed so
proud the spent en
hancement of yr f
ingers' gelid reach
:yr louder neck
exhaled the rain ay
sueƱo azul os curo
y gusano es


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