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nonsense

< Dana Lot



... Hello, Vera, Marina, Joseph Naso ...

Summer - of course :) - it - very bright season:
Sun shoots flaming overalls,
and dazzling - nu ... deafeningly jacks ...
Just why ... why would such a paradox -
plus thirty-two. And keep up with the oats ... - Coconut ...
Fourteen dead wasps sweet death
in a bowl with jam ...

And I - hopelessly frozen.
Attempt at writing poems
What the?
poetry
I would like to say some verses
Hi
Chest
string bag
ONE PEN
What he writes poems about the suffering
The man takes a pen
TO THE SKY LOOKING UP
...
What the?
...
poetry
...
I would like to say some verses
...
Hi
...
Chest
...
string bag
...
ONE PEN
...
What he writes poems about the suffering
...
The man takes a pen
...
TO THE SKY LOOKING UP
 I wander around the city of the dead  It is a memory or something