Putrefacted Poem by Windsor Guadalupe Jr
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The room smelt
Like death,
Darkness
That circumnavigate
The corners,
The walls that undulate with fissures
As I lay on my bed,
Eyes set to the
Oceanic vista
Waiting for luck,
The ides,
The seraphs to
Clip their wings
And slumber
With me.
Saturday, January 7, 2012
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