188. TOPUS URANUS

188. TOPUS URANUS .

188 . Topus uranus And the windows in their cutouts over the bedrooms, gesticulating the melted anxieties. With their expectant lips of warheads Dismissive surprises.

Lice in their manes of an introspection, His passage playing piano, typing songs of rowers, that with their arms they are dislodging on the waves answers and they reverberate games of yesteryear sheets of a book waving crushed unbreakable recesses of friendship amazing flaming matches then either they burn or they get thin until they disappear • remain until faded its letters • for the tears of his joy and the wind passes and the lice are water over the head of the lord world Through the clearing The boiler of assumptions, From beginnings, from seconds. Topus uranus supra celestial, Nor as entities in the sea of cam and teeth hemisphere-temporal submissive, today, Storming the boat Noah, Slipping on the deck of the Empiric, the individual says nothing, It rains on the species, on the beach.

The specimen polishing his hand Smoky. Gyrus to gyrus Taking her down the road, slow wick It is subsumed and embedded in it full. Until I wear out your skin, almost It is subsumed and embedded in it full. The universals and their abstractions and species They are previous realities, shipwreck of points and stelae,