Saturday, March 13, 2004
The tumults of reliance
Through the tumults of reliance,
The flow of envy,
For my quantitative taste
is bitter
In the place
Where horseback riding of the car
is made possible,
We are diving in the absent valley
In the acid of the water,
When pure,
I cancel the announcement
Of the screaming failure
related to the thing which is pulled
The tears
Scorching me
With the dance and growth of pain
I am hurt you feel with the mouth
It exercises the deterioration of heart
To the movement of environment
it congests
You are achieved less than that
close I am with the head of the brick
which is installed sufficiently.
Wait for that impulse
of the eye
Cancel me
where everything doubts me
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