“the passing of a poet is / never a small cry / es / llanto para ahogar / un mar / sendero voraz— / titanic roar—” elena minor
safara-like advent, empiricism?
raiment's will looking eats hamburgers
raiment doesn't ape — and fucking with the edge of sustenance
worrying the orlop that it willn't confidential — what
earth
than
what, empiricism? a leech
raiment it
raiment indulgence innit expect —
and you
tried in the orlop
i'm this tired little totalitarian clipper ship a leech a raiment its
sustenance thumbed-down
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