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What is death, I ask.
What is life, you ask.
357 lines, 2 comments
Someone lives in a cave
eating his toes,
36 lines
There they are
drooping over the breakfast plates,
32 lines, 11 comments
One day He
tipped His top hat
31 lines
Something
cold is in the air,
24 lines
Sing me a thrush, bone.
Sing me a nest of cup and pestle.
30 lines
The rain drums down like red ants,
each bouncing off my window.
15 lines, 1 comment
I would like to bury
all the hating eyes
42 lines
Herbs, garlic,
cheese, please let me in!
36 lines
This singing
is a kind of dying,
29 lines
They sit in a row
outside the kindergarten,
48 lines, 2 comments
The day of fire is coming, the thrush,
will fly ablaze like a little sky rocket,
14 lines
Moist, moist,
the heat leaking through the hinges,
27 lines
Many a miner has gone
into the deep pit
20 lines
Darkness
as black as your eyelid,
56 lines
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