Sunday, May 21, 2017

swooping statue

great hot slave the
cyanide your f lecks
a walled ah in thigh
hair meat the wounded
skiff your beached sleep
saliva warms the salt
Lips Bit Round ah
Sheets jacked across
your bblood's how LLL
stones' steep fire horse
,falling in the surface

Lit in Ivan Argüelles' “Graffiti”


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