in the rain
i met her in the rain
then it was still melting nicely
her eyes were blue
and I in them
I looked
blue
she didn't talk much
watched
to me blue
merged
from her eyes
in such a rain
what kind of…
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nine percent
The sky above the city hangs low, heavy and droopy, like a damp towel forgotten under the radiator. The city's arteries are clogged with a slowly moving, smoking mass of metal. The gaze glides over faded facades, over the flashing, half-burnt cross of the pharmacy,
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in cochineal
The clouds hung low over the industrial district like tired, heavy pieces of gray felt. In the distance, the chimneys of a cogeneration plant coughed muffledly, spewing thick steam into the sky. The light fell at an angle, slowly crossing the crumbling frame of the balcony, crawling through the dust
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Milk of the plane
with airplanes never before
I did not eat lunch and wine
I haven't seen the milk extracted from them
As the milk of milk planes sour cream
and beaten butter
But most of all will regret looking at
How do they flutter into the sun…
Posted in dreams
For Mary Magdelie
Standing into the legs
I will go to happiness
Further than the sea
Standing into your fingers
I will see the sun
more than gold
putting his feet on
I will talk to the table
about your mouth
hardened from heavy
I will roll the shoes…
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