I remember dozing
under that apple bough,
dreaming of a cunt
at the center
of the earth,
and waking to find
on the back of your neck
a snake doctor
fanning its wings-
"According to Don Armando, the number of pendejos, even as you read this, is innumerable. It has been estimated that if pendejos could fly, the skies would be darkened and we would enter a new ice age. The pendejos would get a severe sunburn." -Jose Antonio Burciaga
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upper that apple bough ? The dream of a cunt at the center, oh yeah...something twists in this poem and it is unclear...
Maybe in July 2012...in a boat with you in the stern, a map, C and J strokes we can chat about it (poem)a bit more Love Randy
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