love and death
love is a soft camel
and the night is so tender
loyalty is a shadow of bones
like a young sexless bundle
and through there seas of nits
in sandals made of rotten snails
death walks nonstop
and asks me do you like schweppes
in a handful of rotten blue
wool sand young camels
/>an umbrella with pale splendor
crying strong horses

INVIA LE CORREZIONI