Genre: Life
FRONT¨ DOORS
by Daniel de Cullá
Baby O dynamite
mistress of the Star fish
swimming in my ears
where often a Wo/Man remains alone
long to listen
Doors singing my business daily
dead as a door nail
into all this Channel
O.O. % Ecstasy. No¡
showing me a door opening by itself
at the End of lives forgotten
when Sun is a dog cart
botted with gay dogs
of the dooms day
sit and dreaming
of the floor of our
nothingness sentencing:
“Baker’s dozen talk
19 to the dozen”.
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