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Graser Poems - Poems about Graser


Steak and Wine

...we are eating the 
speed in the lim-
b of a graser
the clotted blood 
fear of the bulging
eyes, of the rib raw
very rare tender loins
blowing coals of an
open fire grilled
fermented purple g...
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Categories: graser, allegory,
Form: I do not know?

Book: Reflection on the Important Things