Amparo Perez Arrospide Poems

I am what I am not,
a step beyond the infinite, which is not owned by any god or counter-image.
No step is owned
or infinite, beyond
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“[Deckard falls, Roy catches him.]
Roy: I've seen things you people wouldn't believe. Attack ships on
fire off the shoulder of Orion. I watched C-beams glitter in the
darkness at Tan Hauser Gate. All those moments will be lost in time
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The Boss came and brought his child with him
We were his babysitters for about three joyful hours,
-His youngest son, helpless, smiley, millionaire,
A wordless, fat little angel,
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That tiny hope, a Thumbelina hope,
Those high slopes battered by autumn rains,
Those train dreams you used to commute to;
That fate of yours, foretold by fortune tellers,
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Within a sweet, strawberry flavoured,
A firm, golden toffee awaits your taste,
Covered in elegant velvety layers,
Draped in rich dark chocolate.
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God and the Queen of Snowland
met a long long time ago
when Snowland did not exist
when there was no King no Lords
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“The buried glaciers make sense as preserved fragments from an ice age millions of years ago. On Earth, such buried glacial ice in Antarctica preserves the record of traces of ancient organisms and past climate history.'

-Their grandchildren, you mean, those ancient organisms,
They, the impersonality of pronouns
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Purple Line, from Swamp hall to The Rook (via City Centre) will run now and then, except on the last Friday in February, November and September.

Unusual stops by request.
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Seagulls flying inland
Land of the fairies
The Fairy Queen
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Or their feet are too large
Or their screams are too loud
Or their truths are too tough
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