mircornror
yr foot locked lint ¡ay
Don Tremebundo ándate
por mí! el lago moco
DRIPPING FROM THE
CLOCK
tide scrolls a cro
sssss the field the
aire’s
sopa ,sopa seca y opaca I
tipped
my shoe
)))the corn ran off )f
f f f
f f
...comía el elote
antropomórfico...
- Diego Rivera
stespoejorm
housing lunch
I gated
luggaged loomed beside
the stormy street yr
coughy “shoulder” with
the scrambled ,stones
,coins ,centipedes rat
tling in my shoe )you
foamed ,,,“beside the
feet” ,a flag brea
ks off in w i
n d
)))...plaster suit streaming in the rain...(((
...leaves blow across
bricks...
- William S. Burroughs
espsheetejo
blot the time negck test
or testi testes testacular
dawn pulsing in the
mirror
ah yr forky throat !
)maze
mente testdemonio
en
los vuelcos vueltos ...(
ick cglock ,count the cl
own lint dancing on yr
hat ᠁᠁᠁ where
streams
and dimes vanished in the
milk your
)))CLUTTTTTTTTERED
SHIRT(((
...the shirt the
sheet...
- John M. Bennett
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