sábado, 10 de enero de 2009

in Tradition.

break my
tissues

when
seawaves
all agree

like ice being
cracked, hydrocephalic
vultures
crack the ribs
open,

(whilst floating
against nothingness

arachnids propel with
the
help
of bodily fluids
,
they
bow
down

and produce
gold sand
which is still fresh,
but
never

quite


the same)


outside

of the waterfall

that hits

don't commit unless you really want to,

taste

the

one-thousand-year-old blood from the

ancient veins of willpower,

that
await

-

grab


hold



of the earthenware made.

and do not


let go of

it.

-

the tribe, when in trouble, breathes as one.

and some

members

awkwardly dance.



you, bring back

th
e

f
ishes

for them to feed on some-thing.

now, softly move back and forth

s e a m l e s s l y


Then,

fall downwards

in the crack made,

and groundly

break

all the rocks

and stones

ahead.


free-handed.
stepping.

rolling over.

-

skin is sculpted,

and fire erupted

then,

skin is tainted

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