Cityscapes

AVÁNDARO

turning inward centuries ahead and trembling from the very skeleton dusts inevitable wreckless leaving long foreskins upon falling letting go of stars not magma nor tribe but factories of being them on the edge of anxiously assaying their turned over feet and viceversa flying by horse to the sun poisoned with angels they don’t even remember if so but they’re enough they’re too much the usual leaving from lizards ignited on innards flying from anxiety turning inward more or more herpes bricks gangsters of medulla crossed from nothing the desert szobbing from watching itself impertinent volcanoes drugged angels filling up on neon faint sounds of guitars shaking their saltpeter aortas bird’s breast the coke bird shot without end absents from coming back burning without sea as if drowned excessive molar ferment from guano and gallows numbered in flat notes gargling flours barefoot caves flogging themselves of waves feces of feces holes vandalism absent-­‐minded for not having let go but righteous for how tender suffering blows wild packs of tether illuminating depths heading forth blind larvae blame tempest clustered

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