"Because it's horrendous a symbolic suffering
erratic no matter who plays."
(Carlos Bousoño
The gap is filled with unfinished lyrics
still chews the cold dust
caustic smelling
erased a breath
vacant tears of losing the language
just rhetoric rain
a symphony only
between putrefaction so
grubs
between pollen and stems
you well as a feather falling to eternity
cane and eye patches
the mirror cloying
deepens ennobled
sewn with the atmosphere at the foot of the fragrance
sweat where it belongs
frenzy to the pillow
with birds flying into the abyss
immortal number desformulado
and untangled penalty for
the whip licks wounds
with horror exorbitant
loneliness walks of skin and bones
for me
tries to kiss my skin dissolved
throw me like a bug
scorching light of his arms
Contacto: nicolas_antonioli@yahoo.com.ar
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