On the mold of faces
It erects its revelations -
The Distance
A Treasury with canvases:
The fallen angels’ distortions
In the breach of a gun-port
A monk’s body
Is flowing by
Face down
The sun with the ways
Of a sunny-side up
On a tonsure
In the throat it ramifies
Gets covered up with ripe symbols
Meat pops out of the wound
Vultures stare from the card
Of apocryphal steel
In happiness
It rushes to relish its being
On a matting of a delivery
Woman’s suffering
Opposed to an ability
To not conceive
An island flies by
Face up
Footprints
Mould of bodies in coitus
Enormous timid cubes
Of silence
Waves are emerging
In a fashion
Of Chinese fans
It drank blood
Licked it from her body
Whiter than white
The moons chuckle
The newly never born
Turn into coal
Kiss to Death
A commercial traveler
The one who gets rotten
On a scepter
Among the leaves
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On the mould of faces
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