Wednesday, March 28, 2018






break fast

“el fino fueye entre los sig
nos” )Luis Bravo( donde mi
pa labra se retuerce es la
lumbre al revés sever la
sleep del pie reambulante
- sock crumpled in the foot
of a bed ,emptied full
of its emptiness is
hunching steps a
head “el iceberg del
poema” )L.B.( 's your
sweat condensed in a
scissored syllable - it's
the its of yr eye in its
open face sandwich tu
cabeza el camino vestido
de su des vestidez ,papered
shirt's your seeing el sueño
de la camisa misma ,que sue
ña del día del despertar del
desentender de las roturas
íntegras que se brotan
del desayuno


El futuro es de los sordos.
- Antonio Di Benedetto


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