Monday, January 29, 2018





yawning

neck afloat yr ,b linking sshoe d
etails I s corn .emblade yr of
ten face fell next a sshirt pis
ant ,torn ablunder ,cómete la
bboca stuffed with BOOK'S
FOGGY PAGE drifting left
sin ojos ,pulsátiles en el aire
de barro pulverisado ,SWAL
LOW THE BATTERIES
leaking in yr pocket it's wh...
grunting clown spiraling on a
screen the off's broke off
“time to swim” stare at yr
socks the room gets dark f
ills with gravel.......


remember the sudden lawn

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