Heroes of Silence
The Spirit of Wine
The Cupboard
cloud that I had to swallow
today swollen eyelids
they blind you
I would blur the hours
tired and hungry.
pour the neck between the ice,
let the lips moisten,
flood the mouth
with bitter liquor.
burn , throat.
game of dice in the warehouse.
attentive glances push each other.
sincerity,
enemy of the winner,
dilates the past and the future .
pour the neck between the ice,
let the lips moisten,
flood the mouth
with bitter liquor.
burn, throat.
game of dice in the warehouse.
attentive glances push each other.
sincerity,
enemy of the winner,
dilates the past and the future.

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