fuel or rope

pocket slo bbered th

umb cigar yr eyes

was moth and mind

was radio half interred

in concrete sky a

swarm of fla pping to

wels yr neck con

dition ,diction shifted

in the door donde te

sale la pierna la pierna

te sale sálete la

pie rna re enfocada

con las monedas y

ascuas de tu bolsillo

finger time...al centro