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Poetry 3 (Sunset The slums)

Sunset neighborhoods God
A Tin village and board thrown
And guys everywhere
Dying shortly after birth
Sunset
that squeezes the heart
The day is gone and the sun never came out drenched
flies die
latrines to sleep crowded

fecal Sunset over the river
shore A pack
the dump and an arch of sticks twisted
Emerge from a puddle without drying
Sunshine and shadow
end
I'm going back there to not
The soul with a dagger and a cloak
and steps to be and will not go away.

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Poetry 1 Poetry 2

No more hours behind the windows
Neither heat nor cold nor calm and bustle
Ni details
things
Ni Ni happy mornings ruthless wars

watches only a mountain of empty thermometer
sweaty white
Newsstand
And a million letters
Floating in the pool.

And there is no past or future

Neither black nor white is gray Just like anything
And that noise is like a silent
And the sun goes out and goes

only is this chair and this forward
And the rain on the street
And the look in a corner of heaven
And this body dissected and cold


infinitesimal universe lies beneath the shadows of your immeasurable absence

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