Sober allow me
make the heat go
Click twice the wrench
First of all everything,
everything, we will live until tomorrow
won’t we, that’s how you manage
to get a wound, taking a piece
of dirt, fickle and unmanageable
The rain will continue
to write you this terrible letter
my family is dead
it’s all in the notebook
hanging by a button
to the point of physical appeal
To these questions we write flarf
perhaps you’ve been distracted
young men, babies, mummies,
children, be possible, let us O ladies
impress, trailing the soundless breath
find what’s least important
the thought that
takes up in its arms
a frenzied country
and western music, a face
a slip, set in pasture
right on the spot
I chase 2 kilometers
I say to myself, pumpkin,
reckon, execution
on a limb is a lady
undressing in the back of me head
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