Wednesday, October 26, 2016

The Library of Teotihuacán

the shopping bag of script
your louder dice than
mind boiling in your
sleep mouth blasted
focus on your
river's plastic folder
was of knives hurled off
the edge I didn't mean the
eyes blinking on a
porch your stone wheel
was an embolism in the
water scribbled on your face

will drown in the cave

Found in Ivan Argüelles'
Joe and I Used to Go to the Library”,
and “Having Climbed Both Pyramids"


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