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No bone weighs like the soul, until you have arthritis; and that there is never to stop loving her.

Tema en 'La Torre de Babel' comenzado por Anne_, 5 de Agosto de 2020. Respuestas: 4 | Visitas: 545

  1. Anne_

    Anne_ I killed Bukowski.

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    At the end of this poem, I say that life
    it's the something I'm worth behind a showcase
    turning yellow to the dry reflection of the sun,
    and that no bone weighs like the soul,
    until you have arthritis.
    At the end of this poem, I say that as a child it is difficult to be a child
    when they shave your hair at midnight,
    but not as difficult as the fear that it will grow again.
    At the end of this poem, I throw stones at the hippies
    Communist blockade, I don't use a condom if I love you,
    I fight with the customer service department,
    I see tattoos that I will never get,
    and wedding dresses that I will never wear,
    At the end of this poem, I cut my hair with a cutter,
    They break two teeth, I say that my first time was anal,
    my husband is dying, my cats are dying,
    my veins itch, I suck a cock for a ballon,
    I shot a waitress in Wyoming,
    I end up living in a dictatorship,
    and I buy sexier shorts
    because my ass is growing.

    At the end of this poem, it's February, I'm 14 years old
    And I'm on my knees before my mother telling her that I love her,
    that there is never to stop loving her,
    and it's not my fault weighing less
    be more fragile, speak softly, or be transsexual.


    At the end of this poem ...


    I stop writing​
     
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  2. twisted like a dog's leg.
     
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    A Anne_ le gusta esto.
  3. Anne_

    Anne_ I killed Bukowski.

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    Real, like twisted.
     
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    A Gustavo Cervantes le gusta esto.
  4. Guadalupe Cisneros-Villa

    Guadalupe Cisneros-Villa Dallas, Texas y Monterrey NL México

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    Nice way to end your poem.

    Have a nice day,
     
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  5. Anne_

    Anne_ I killed Bukowski.

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    Actually, it's not a "way", it's the truth
     
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    A Guadalupe Cisneros-Villa le gusta esto.

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