All Lit Up, Combing Her Hair
Can’t be an ocean either waves of chair layer on her. She is drowning under the glory. Combing her hair in the waves. All lit up, the chairs run her down she parts them and combs their hair. Gently...
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Catches a glimpse of his own shadow as he glides above silver meadows, his black opened raincoat expands on the hills that are covered with oil cold cherries gasp among his wings, He is suffocating as...
View ArticlePoets Among Each Other
There can be no virtuous man Who stops writing poetry And stops telling the truth. He does not lie, he does not cheat… Is this all this sort manages? This is how we stand, my brother, with this. Even...
View ArticleSyntax
we fell silent there is no picture nor words nor understanding and no other parameter cats have four paws so is other information similar in front of us the dimensions are being opened fell silent...
View ArticleOne Day
silence becomes a giant bell without a tongue somebody slowly lowers it over me
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