Inside the Garden

I feel like eating my belly
All the way down to the juice
Suck through any hose-pipe
Swallow out the falling pees
Falling out again and again

Dazzled to the Railway


What a waste,
When the alleys
have no myst
When the stairs
have an end
And when the eyes
don't focus on the valley

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