Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Pre Destination Wedding Welcome Letter

GORGES


ROLLS OF CLAY "FEED" HAITI


CLAY GORGES

Hear the staff
mumbling in our minds wandering
that time fears his fate
bleeds before the murder and an angry throng
in a world of puppets impassive
Owners betting our lives

not afraid of capital punishment
or heaven or earth clamps
dance in its playfulness exacerbated
to roll the dice eternal Vallejo

Feel the adage that sings
the complaint without spectrum
and spits its willful misery
jaded by mud Gorgas
manna from heaven without

bodies are filled
vain sentenced to death beforehand
cataclysmic twilight mother earth is shot
of grace, that we walk game

sacred We were given freedom
manufacturing missiles of mendacity
will only laugh proclaiming
snatching the underworld
fools are men without scaffolds
flexing leviathans

Sun immortal flame
crosses the prism of my tears infinite
transfigúrala to fly over rainbow iris and ecumenical
me from dizziness febrile
these miseries unruly free
of this inhumanity

I got sick of running away
the damn lycanthropy
time
no more fear for their fate
nobody to sleep


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