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Monteverde Vecchio (excerpt)
my panting heartmy heavy voidcapturing leaf smokecurls the roomwhile i preparecrystal lapped boysto value a buckeveryone i knowis deadi’m dead toobut that never bothered me none handsome sergioknows the hoary hourevery day antoni sneaks offbefore lunchto fuckhis girlfriendviolethe presumesi can’tsmell the rosein his long black hair sergio’s allowance twirled onmontellianapaneraibrionithen alonein darknessarrangesblack chrysanthemums
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Wikipedia Poem, No. 111
ONE that I’ve listed Members at Multi-Quote This society doesn’t smile no equal proof that main characters those stuffed like he’s a Dante design Not together probably just is IMO I don’t result is nothere this Oh and a case in additions about our different kinds who can’t afford the Court of Whenevery playing think…
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Notes from a Dream
This was supposed to be your time Your culinary thrill of lacks Of withholding and yet Her red terry cloth poem Was gentle and clever and despite Its applause lacked an ending and I pin her against the brick wall and tell her so It must turn sharp at the end I say I show her in a delirium of fabrics It’s an obligation,…
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helpless to understand her dripping wet hair cast again salmon short shorts dipping sweets into coffee arhythmic now one cheek lips the seat of her chair like a slick, shimmering thing fighting back toward the sea her feet form and terror in flats, arc gently lifting the spirit reaches out across formica, bulk tile, thoughtless…
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