Wednesday, June 20, 2018

chew before the stone

dust drips off yr obsidian
face reflexion of water and
rabbit orthography the
book dissolves is smoke and
weeds torn up by road
is your pen an insect
cricrickering in your hissing
ear .is this the foot
crowned with a frog is
this a son staring from a
bed thinks of drums and
wheels and industrial fans ?
el ventanal en la cima del
pirámide es el recuerdo que
olvido es el olvido rerecor
dado en el frízer con mi
calzado de jamón y chapulines
.bah ,no hay máscara que me
vale un solo frijol


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