time does not go off the clock ,the hands go left,up
on electronic,
the moon has declared war on your astrolabe.,
that rush in the head or the tide of blood from his nose..
the lines write themselves,mucus and clots.give water animals.
fuck knows we're guided by faces,
shabondama ,orangutans,
the middle half of your eyes
waste time. ..
on the branches of the Amazon
the noise of rain,
river pissed in the face
now we wait forever in new York for spring.
now we wait forever in new York for spring
© Copyright: Ниил Журавлев, 2019
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