John M. Bennett
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máscara trashumante burning maggots on the porch sed de gorriones QUE ME INTEXTAN el viento desescrito es la ruta de mi rostro tezcatlipocante's next ham boat's plume upside yr head )d rank fog's gland tube( FULL FLOG MOTE BOOM meats yr door laundry aw gosh deck's boom hole the long duck screen and flood steps .bring a clod off yr th roat lis t plunge debate FILE THE LEG yr o wl dog blarks a cloud ,flags and legs ,text knot s foam be hind yr dumbster lake Sobras hay / pero oxidadas - Mario Santiago Papasquiaro omulation cercar el nonorte donde el norte a de-surme va mi voz un espiralazo cae y decae hacia el cenNtro donde la NEVERA ME H ABRE la pipuerta en el “ojo infinito de mis huellas” )M.S.P.( opens the cave where rain began - en el nmorte en la r umbao drab b arking far a head your voice at my back some where... virutas de la grimy throat a shoe cir cling in a parking lot V nevera spinal cave tu oz oraz la boca-drenaje - Mario Santiago Papasquiaro streets your dripping cheese a ,lake not clogged top of shirtless th rashing o each speed's the name ! )sunken fog( uh apt dope returns its steaming cost's yr fístula y drenaje yr peccorino dried was st one wan dered )deep sneeze and frogs( your dripping knees rising from la cloaca cloaked in their tsunami robes it's my swollen shadow hunching toward the convenience store blister nor shape stone rises ándale Pues cuevas de bisontes detenidos con el claxon pegado... - Mario Santiago Papasquiaro where the heartburn's current crashes corn your fist de sembled's rotting apple bur st your car half roof de tail of shirthing ,refoams a face unsees glass storm crashing was your linty back asleep upon the st air's exdream your sleeve desteam the sandwich sh rivelled on a broken chair .a cob reborn a cob re forms degagement nor yr slipping tooth de cay ah folded hand rest age on a tree left slithered down yr muddy path ≈ ≈ ≈ reborn a wind what ...choppy legs and sweat surge cult loud about in the other/piano a comb spittss teeth h h and a concrete soap ignites the hopping sun's few dimes few eggs shining in your lap your money is ,catastrophic revery sweaty behind a door was dog asleep on a jetty a head's carcinogenic olives fall out the washing machine )a vacuum in your lawn mower( where's the lake in heaven? is the tooth emergent from an onion or worms and brillo milk centered in your political nozzle's sticky cl utter ,seams undone ¡wash my fire in the frothy shirt crumpled in a long dark box! .shuddered with steak in pajamas ,flannel mimirrors and bread :your maps compacted? past of the eardrum plague ,tru mped-up turds on a couch's sequence of spectacles and rotting bananas .opera mullida en la poesía es ,que cacambió el murmundo ,curve of dust rising from your shoes )the next exit is the exit past With splinters from Jim Leftwich's Window Is Root to a Bird sleep shot seep - for Nguyen Dao Claude enter the flock shit I uh end omectic “egg coming face” )Jim Leftwich( o )egoecoegoecoego( hot b urn t f light off tu tumba tuerca trueno entimental S mi S ombras swoll ,,,freezing rain your “p ages made of h ands” )J.L.( was your sleeper wrecker .sent the lock's d rip's your mur mar mer : watch sunk lips taste wet shoes wind in the heart )J.L.( )your leaning fog... fusilumínicos esperpentos - Juan Ángel Italiano trasojear remembered the sausage siz zling on a brick “...la clavija que el caballo...” )Clamades y Clarmonda( yr bambambam slab's clown leg drip MÍSERO DE TÍ un huevo am the remembered who I uh is ? sangrado el ojo mud on a phone your moth thought moo mu mow collapsant blot house yr fork quiv ers in neck slaw rem embered a peine y el mur mar mer nido de torres donde indormías ¡soberme las 4 spit glass legs! )coughing in a shoe( )your squid breath( chot soakt ,seep a leak drizzled on a log ropa sucia your laundry was the lock your tooth broke on single frayed it was it aws dot the shape you wunt forget as eye of gun an orange blur dribbles on the wall swa was not your wiping but a seizure in mouth wsa chalchihuitl slimy thought saw asw asw what slept upon what washed in ash in sh a cutter trick ham grins grind and grind some day the glassless meat your fingered face a stunned blond cloud :figured yr foot at least .hush the gnats are sleep yr bricked hand mind ,of grunt and hunch toward exit )tixe( tu tijera y la lluviaaa le visage armé the dream of a carnival is the dream of a brick sandwich in the bread slick with mayo was a brick once the dream of an open window's now the dream of a shoe the shoe's “celebrated impact precursor...greatly naked” )Jim Leftwich( before her endocliptic sawitch and your sleeping cheese “the brick's a book” ,nos sin aire ,and your coughing ccoughing cccoughing a )gun nodule pinched beneath your hanging shirt( A FOUL FOOL WALKS )“sty sensory sen-fire rites” - J.L.( wears a hat dripping paint your hand your sscrew - I swallowed the wall it's brick you thinks she he says a plummeting chair: lint caw breeze face of arms A FACE OF ARMS race of wars and worms burning gravel... rock and what generates rock vast and empty the final O – Ivan Argüelles the cream of arrival was the stairs ,ascending from a boat nos sin aire )eria nis son( my dry sun-worm the page a burning leaf ...de ma chaîr naitra la rose ensanglantée. - José-María de Heredia
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