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a prayer 35 minutes

Food diced seems naive
envy the guest room that my mom cares more
hate the sound of the truck under the house
gladly take a wine angular
I pay in cash if they
I believe in one God Almighty
I wash my hands thoroughly on Sunday
secretly steal cakes
vomiting blood from his nose and I wipe with new wipers go out in uniform

if accompanied by
fuck I enjoy and I hate to ask "why?"
ignore the causes of many things but I well remember the dates so

I express my bell sound only, and is already so
give me a minute and become president
work with cunning
kill you when I want to do that waste away

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Today I read: the writing is very engaging, each emerges as a separate idea and affect smooth. It seemed like a violence leaves enclosed in the "comments", basically because they are not compositions, but comment that they should be rated.

I decided to publish them because I have hope that some readers have come forward and try to meet this vital need them. Good reading.

SPARKS

I sparks to no end,
rest of the moon today make sparks.
Vomiting iron, I iron.
have a fuse and burn oxygen.
I have a worm in the stomach coughing iron.
are a threat that makes sparks.
A relief of Pong. a battery that sparks.
"teeth are sparks on the asphalt?"
Simply, I think, to think of iron making sparks.
July 18, 2009 3:00



The illogic # 1

was just the beauty of emptiness.
experience.
So I gained inches from the vacuum.
But if I'm in the air all day
sooner or later collapse
But if you hang from your lips all day
'll run for 12 hours on a Concorde.
July 18, 2009 3:03



Need

Biting her eyes with her eyelids
"sorry, but what do you want?"
only existence.
Tension is expressed correctly
who sings with the brain.
poaching just touching the bottom.
Why not a man of reason
if reason and react, DESTROY, FIGHT
the "concept of the cup," the multiplication
the weight of an electron
everything already
discount, see known.
July 18, 2009 3:09



last comment last night

my empty

reside in homes where there are still ducks
and water wells

and patterns that make us breathe
me and my worms
"the last memory of me pale?"
not remember.

So I see square
square and see the night and his nails

its circular motions
and its antennas

But so one day we will all be soldiers
custodians of our hair
masters of our crabs
and seven of our brains.

We light enough, now
to illuminate our shrouds and light
abbastnza for nascorderci forever
among the dirty dishes
perhaps to wash and clean

and with them his hands and conscience

and if we had not played
to do the dirty with mud
bones
and noise in the temples would
sterile vanity

ever
remember little or nothing

or maybe I have not had time
to bite the bullet and turn this
remember
my empty
hidden from the light of the sun.
July 18, 2009 3:20



The mechanics of a long life

The mechanics of a long life without biting

are these fucking tubes
in which we have locked

pitch we understand that you have a freedom
as a boxed product.
July 18, 2009 3:25



Sembianze

The night falls the responsibility of
sleep, silence concealing
Search my mother,
with heart and mind, rest.
And his face, his eyes deep
slowly takes effect.
July 18, 2009 3:35

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say, do.

roads intertwine transferred to the swarm, it also welcomes those who do not know and, far away, the fog is to announce new heat. If outside the city see two lovers lay superimposing their smiles, then you've reached the goal. This is

say, the other is doing.

I follow my needs, my understanding mastered. It 'difficult to follow the drunken rambling of an orphan animal has too much responsibility to bear, too many overlaps in exposing its problems. From yesterday to today, until tomorrow.

This is not done, but it is already what to say.

"You have a diamond can borrow?"
"I hold only twenty dreams ...."
consumption. Revenue.
predict a rise in pay, I would enjoy a reduction of the cost.
Sitting in financial, waiting our turn we fell asleep.

This is done and there's nothing else to say.

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"Franco, we know ourselves! "I cried in silence." And all things fade away ... "I said, speaking anonymously to the tone with which he pronounced the findings as well.

indeed no wonder he did not seem out of my sudden, I had just broken a silence that seemed to last for days with concise statements of vibrant emotion. All of this seemed nonsensical to external eye, but he chewed well and began to swallow:

" They dissolve beings and then? I , Franco as they are, are capable of invading ergermi to myself. Sabotage my heartbeat to bring out my asphyxiation. heart. My heart is in panic and emerges from his reflections' s urgency to emigrate from my body. The noises that are the background create a dense network of leaves around asbestos and the high current makes this place a fortress of power. Sentinelle pretty as neurons rejoice with the remaining homes still litter bottles preserved by those who count, thus triggering a vicious war between the present and the past. Only he who believes may in fact become discharged. The first mood which meet their sins the dawn, where everything made is useless regret. That bright light destroys all tears from his cheeks down worthy of a human figure. We, dear, we are equipped with telescope Jesuits behind. Galileo saw at least by his stars and constellations ... in a way which envisioned. We were cleared in ideas. The gold of our relationship has run nullified in the name of the silvery tinkle. Gypsy is just the spark in our lighters, which ignite our loneliness. We dissolve the Beings and then ...? I am at Franco jagged geography fictitious my countless coasts, as Milky Ways dissolve my fears uncertainties. A trail of the remains stranded between my legs, along their usual movement, jamming in raucous compromises bone, feverishly remain in stable equilibrium. Only a heart sound can be trusted and obsession with the winner in the game of oppression My inspiration romantic spa nothing can the mighty Colosseum (image stolen the effects of time, may be translated into processions of prayer.). I dissolve beings and then ...? I Franco in the battles I will fight Space. "


I listened to him with devotion and said nothing, as if to say that I appreciated.