Friday, December 8, 2017




call me

your sheet comp
action said said sh
eet yr eye crawled through
gnats blink inside a
hill of once were sheets
sheets' corporate facial
blood
sat frog
knob of light
ensheet yr bedded laundry
sack elastic cloud you
reremembered forggetting your
inkless ,sheet imcracked its
fistulic historia no escrita
shsheet de pulpo embudo
gancho watery chair de
draped ,empty full of
its empty of yr poecaca
of yr poeflaca y otra vez.
)César Vallejo( espérame
,ya voy ,'horita te nombro


...diarrea que te dibuja 1 espejo en la boca

- Mario Santiago Papasquiaro

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