perjantai 22. heinäkuuta 2016

World malice

The shimmering heat does not tell
who will pamper your hands to stretch out,
and to whom the pain of welding beads
on the forehead to stretch out.
Evil bellows woman
stinking face creates an air stream.
Where thistle grows
the victim brings the vine? World
evil hit me diaphragm
all weather lungs
off disappears.
I do not trust never
no one, not even myself
retire armor,
shell dive.
Teeth bite, I do not
cry drop even
world of incredible legs
pull over again. I fall
loudly about it too much I do not care about.

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