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halloween poem

para la verdad, para el amor
ruidos que se esfuerzan rasgarse
un pensamiento dulce solemne
con su pelo flaying violentamente
estoy muriendo
mi hijo es muerto y soy persiana que va
apenas ahora
ella debe ir detrás, ella dijo
estaba parado
amé a mujer
asustado no más, digo
ayer por la noche la Luna Llena puso un paño del blanco
cuando las horas del día se numeran

 



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