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  1. y

    amaramarmaramarmaramamaarmamar
  2. “alone with everybody


    the flesh covers the bone
    and they put a mind
    in there and
    sometimes a soul,
    and the women break
    vases against the walls
    and them men drink too
    much
    and nobody finds the
    one
    but they keep
    looking
    crawling in and out
    of beds.
    flesh covers
    the bone and the
    flesh searches
    for more than
    flesh.

    there's no chance
    at all:
    we are all trapped
    by a singular
    fate.

    nobody ever finds
    the one.

    the city dumps fill
    the junkyards fill
    the madhouses fill
    the hospitals fill
    the graveyards fill

    nothing else
    fills.”
  3. Sorprendentemente, vengo con la necesidad de decir que no tengo nada que decir.