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Howl (howl)

I do not want flowers,

turn off the lights when my body livid
its lying on paper.

I do not want tears, bury
tissues when land

invite me to eat wood.

I do not want ashes, let the sea
travel
no more peace in my boat sailors that Bukowski and Ginsbert
.

Really,
with a howl enough for me.

Kate Nash Mouthwash Notes Piano

song so many times yesterday

The fall also reflected in my skin. It peels off the bed

from
saw many sunrises from white papers, many magazines and games
shaded
a quilt from Ikea.

So many dreams, and books.
The che, communism, newspapers and computer
hidden. So many memories

unfolded in the case of life.

The early mornings, school, poetry,
a first love, hangovers, my guitar. Mom

not close the door.

The radio is still playing but it is no longer there. So many

Olympic Femalecamel Toes

Sometimes the world has made us mourn the withered flowers
winter

we produce indifference on the way home. Today

sleep in a hotel, I'll undress
routine in the 315, and if you ask
of expensive champagne.

Do what you want, but remember that the dark shadows
are ephemeral,
and tomorrow the cock, perched on the roof, we will remember

our
want you lying drowned at sea.

Hydrogen Peroxide And Penis

At night I remember drinking whiskey in the light flood in the outskirts of your lips

unnecessary beds and blankets
love of solitude.

Honey, turn off the light.
A dark disguise your age, wrinkles

time and the ravages of life
trasquilones tattooed on your hair.
Pass me a cigarette,
something will have to die. Seeing
diluted
smoke in the sky, as my lungs
standby
and your utopian dreams,
already exist.

We'll always have a good poem by Bukowski
on the side of the moon, and some bars
no closing time,
because when the day-hopelessly-
again be the same as always,
losers.

Charity Hodges Is Built

Losers Romeo and Juliet were other young

The clandestine
on the clock on your skin did not fit
the script. Juliet Dress

improvised life

just type in the dictatorship of the present. Shakespeare

laugh in the trunk of genius
bless our caresses.

want to be your Romeo
pretended not to give impossible loves, or lose
shake your hand from the balcony
saying goodbye.

Everybody knows the end of the tragedies, but help me change

without nights groping in my heart. Shakespeare


will laugh cynically because only he knows
the end of my loves.

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sipped was very short life
to enjoy more a reflection of the moon
at sea.

swore eternal love is, however
were too young and kisses
inaccurate
stained the cleavage of promiscuity.

discovered the bodies
game and believed then
cigarettes after-a-half, sneaking
parks,
and nights without closing hours. However

were too young and naïve hugs
signed a life beyond death.

were two, two bodies
pubescent
need of life and learned it in bed. However

were too young and did not know the winter.


arrived and then fell all the promises of tomorrow
carved into the sidewalks of the city.


were too young to understand that there
everlasting love.