Lances about the signal she inherited
A tomato
you see eyeballs as blazing as the clouds.
A loaf of bread baked with phosphorus tiredness and salt.
Multitude of snows!
In and out of the deep brown the opaque opaque opaque deep brown
and the sepia
as if to wet or begin or scratch.
Multitude of atoms!
In and out of the sepia the blue and the sepia
one of them is noble, the other knows mats.
Where is nobody he cries, and when can we see what is going to happen?
Behind the city like rusted nail.
The university with hers a history we tell in passing, with notions of sincerity and a passion for photography and romance
the garden lighting from my eyelids.
My heart moves from being bruised to being rosy.
Silvery lightning to my silent grace!
To the original color of the glass silence.
And you dismantled in the belligerence and conducted a hating clock.
In the first take, the needy woman is froze by a pioneer.
In the second reel he returns, to crystallize and to relinquish.
A current of velvety affection that does not know why it flows and wakes.
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