Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Heart Pain That Lasts Seconds



Because I am a poet / even shitting / I give /

give you, / a little turd. / The rest for me.

Fernando Merlo

Would you like poetry? Well there you have poetry. Masturbaos with it.


can be seen at the top of the palm

the Insane, daughter of hate,

is drunk with blood of suicide.

Citrine and naked, hidden

mud-stained arms.

Palms will hold the nipples,

pulls them a stampede of bulls.


No pain.


The Insane, daughter of hate, provides

hedgehog with a cruel smile

smeared with faeces throat

the abyss.


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