Saturday, July 16, 2016





said fly

yr time's sore wrist yr
ant path's jjaw h
ole where words are
lost if lost the breath
you took was Tormenta
con los OjOs circulares
,circul ulaciĆ³n de las
tardes no one will re
member is the page or
aafterbirth ppuddled in
the bbasement ffloordrain
.what's on my writthen door
,clouds or .g.n.a.t.s. . . . . .

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