(Georgette Magritte, Study for Poster), 1934 René Magritte.
Just get out of this cubicle shackles dug in time, I have
hunger
strengths and passions to help me jump my weaknesses.
In the torpor of the river mouth imagine benefactors
enduring images of me,
for traces left in the yard
generous than now lies limp but still refuses to take concrete slabs.
Those who reside in the catalog of the infinitely necessary
suddenly appear and guts din lumps of stoking
night with candles
mats brightness thresholds accompanying silent
crumbly on the stunted grass
and hungry chickens eat to fill the nests with eggs of sap. Luisa Arellano
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