comolodo

floss the hamster sandwich tw

itching in yr mouth yr lentils

thicken eyes a sw allowed

moon behind the lenses

pools beneath a tree a

shallow forehead turns be

neath the hair was crowded

necks jostle from a shirt

tu bolsaboca de arena y ten

edores llena es lo que como

lo no comido ,restos del

principio del calendario cir

cular I sit and laundry sit and

lurch the stairs toward

air toward pit to war d

am munition in the dark