Said the fox: "It is enough, we are destroying"
when their fur was lit with kerosene particles
some
confused with the laws of astronomy and paid
high price for it,
unusual since he has found his death
flush on the binding of the book I read
this witness, but imagine a tin god
dismembered in the trunk so recent that night against the psalm ,
and could also be the only trace of the beginning, the dream
graying of gunned between past bears that are the size of blood leaking through the pupil
true,
Like a child abandoned by his father
shows already well deformed ankles, but remains based
from abyssal worms
and unwary travelers en route to the lack
in half with his beak, made of pitch
applied generously to face and cheek
crushed until he
take the form of mushroom clouds pyrrhic case
will learn to cherish as a skin
the world, not is by no means self
but from the top of the jungle
translated by the creek and the voracious dog man, man
north wind, the dry
man portraying himself to
cooing and dagger pages each dreadful shadows
between thrones, and they take amazing to see.
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