Low level poetry. Instead of notebooks, bar napkins, pieces of sheet and paper towels, I write down here.

4/28/2012

1st month, 19th day Water Dragon Year

Being tree in Iberia, a doomed fate.
The Doomsday scene:
Iberians wielding chainsaws.

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The hourglass of my skin, one day peach,
now reptile, elefant, mosaic...
The day to turn it upside down gets closer.

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