mirmuerteror
the phone dog mailed ...claw
nostril ,nor yr week
suit the sodden sobre
de aguatexto lleno ,boli
de tu culo culebrante
)grunt into the h
oles lll the(
b
arking briefcase
,flashlight
,towel twisted in the
,towel twisted in the
blood yr pale palm
slides off the sheet
...intestino del
- Manuel Acuña
mirrormirror
my sock stuck mind my
w h e
e l lum
bar es sence bun
ched in’s shoe I wore it
on down THOUGHT the
misti fried the ASHES
IN THE COFFEE
s
aw my withered end
)es
intention( walking tore
the ccllloooouuuuudddddddddddddddd
)))yr chewy suit
reflection(((
Gegenfuge...
- Johann Sebastian Bach
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