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Pouch Poetry 18 - 19
18. who has lied in the box made up of the temperature of god all on a sudden there is a hue and cry in the abdomen of the time wearing a dirty pajama actually that has been filtered up from the voices of rock-songs the roaming of a fatigued traveller … the lies within their wishes write my existence and then run to buy vegetables from the station-market so many lay-offs come to the body of paper-weight to listen to all those is not improper walking through the traffic-jam gradually this home becomes solely my home one day the golden of human then it is i who is you and walking through the monsoon on either side of the field it is all autumn 19. when borrowing the religion of the night-queen i fall in love then is it real that our mangos and jack-fruits can make the perfumed-soap vigorously from the light of the blood-line i count the bells of the churches ringing repeatedly and piercing the image of your prominent face rounding through lots of old the love becomes exhausted and the love comes back in the form of college-classes there are you myself and so many notes of the body
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