Thursday, May 3, 2018

even the hills

sea a gape a latch bit
broke a tooth dwindles
in grammar and noisy
ash .the islands clatter
in their steel sand bards
sin mente evaporation a
sleep and reading on the
wet stone lintels

sea ash
a steep truth

Soaked in Ivan Argüelles'
The Unnamed Poem”


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