giant clears not
in my belly;
And there are dozens of contractions
Becoming bed and grass
Strong falling dizziness
Acorns
and squeak,
When a feeling is
And another comes,
with hawks peripheral
That round my body.
The flight bid and get wet,
sincerity I am giving birth
of not knowing where to go.
improvise poles and pins,
I loose the fig leaf
win leave the mane,
Canto agates,
elastic hands me indefinitely
And I fill the socket body
From where
awake breeze on the roofs.
's speech lit a mine
die is this gesture of love
to feel again.
Before now, all empty of stones.
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