23.-On your simulacrum of a desk every lock Poem by Dolores Dorantes
23.-On your simulacrum of a desk every lock
"23.-On your simulacrum of a desk every lock. Motionless, waiting. Stowing blades and extermination lists. A line of names. A sequence of letters burning the papers. This place is hot and disguises itself in oxygen. This place is plagued and dresses up as countryside moved by the wind. This sky of blood that walks."
Thursday, May 17, 2018
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