All the words that never write, I will think only
within an airless glass singing
are you.
Amid the peaks of fatigue
the obtuse angles of the flesh and nerves
I never knew much pain Ghent, nor
blackest heart, not a mirror
s'incresperà ever
only paper bristles and dry.
Just sleep on it so that it will not go
that is not consumed.
Six fixed
for some reason I twisted
twisting his fingers and I do not have to be careful to move them. In the alveoli
your atoms are not destroyed.
memory of flavors,
net semiprevedibile
fearless.
The little I know how to make them sleep peacefully in a bondage
mutual
of rusty nails.
One challenge after another,
me greetings from the shore yet.
Neither of them will never be alone even without the heart
although it will be in keeping with other
our statues invisible
nosed Mr. Smangle
ederatrasparente
divide-and waters
and closing handles.
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