Farewell, thus,
the western departure is here.
An exodus that brands us
condemned and stigmatized.
Think the ballast of existence
like a runner's dorsal.
stapled to the ribcage.
All life is veneral in the dregs
that remain behind.
There is just no fucking other way.
The persecution arrives.
Blood voyeur
gather on the road side,
cheering cardboard athletes.
To each their own sargasso.
Sure label.
viernes, 26 de julio de 2013
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