Thursday

the introduction vs. octavia paz



navels of wandering
tumble like sweaty belly buttons
into the virginal ditches of
brand new brush strokes
and microscopic snatches
of light
causing:
cock crows, with a mescaline hangover
waking anticipation
from the following absurdity:
my package drinks anxiously
from its favorite part of your bottle
blinding millions of caterpillars
into successive harmonies
spasmodic resonance
euphoric seizures
so spouts a dead frenchman,
via translation in spanish
amen






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