a disagreement between artists
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all these people are nothing more than condensation
moist social movements
and in ten minutes,
it will be time to realign the caretakers,
oil down the shadows,
and stab upwards through the imprisoning sky

I don't like being threatened
so make your move against me
and I'll give them more than two choices

and the Job of nowadays
is surrounded by plague and cancer
and the ignorance that hangs around (her upside-down) forever

I cry with the beast who have learned the word
and I sing against the wise who have chopped off their hands,
so as to be unable to offer

and someone is still checking the mic
despite the dead air

strong images, concise wording, precise phrasing. thre's something stark about this. very effective work.
m
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thank you. -nino de (nuestras mujeres y las sombras que echan)
incluso nuestros amantes nos sirven de madre,
dar a luz a nosotros, lúchenos lejos de los
amantes de antes

esta lenguaje esperan
(non,
elle exige
cet amour
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en verdad, los labios
del amante son silenciosos:
Intenté mil veces

de compartir la verdad
que vino sobre mí repentinamente.
He aprendido la manera dura:

el lenguaje es solamente
el hueso de la lengüeta.
ninguna sangre
lo atraviesa.


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These are some very good verses above, and in the commentary simply
eloquent. Very good contributions. Bryan
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Bryan, how wonderful you can speak spanish! Kay can as well, fabulous coincidence! Wish I could! :)
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gigglz at zebediah, ,,,,Katy
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giggles at dada and
his nonsense pageant,
and i'm growing,
trees hear my bones,
its nod their approval

but eight thousand poems ago,
I was a child,
thinking like a man,
and speaking like a fool

but we loved fools,
didn't we?

and I giggle at dada,
and I run
through avante gardens
of whispering flowers,
begging me to be not so slow

and I wish I looked like dada
catching the sun
with the height

but I'm a shade,
metaphoring these boundaries
of where the light
shan't go

-shadowchild