Thursday, April 21, 2016





et breeze

tomb or sandwich ,emboludo
pues ,doorknocked it same
what sez or sed ,a pesar de
tonmar el aire malvo y peso
malvado ,agua .comb my
air sin ache sin con hacha
,his hands balloon his s
nor e at last was locks
falling on my p ants I
stood I rained I bit a
gritty wind .~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~...



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