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Womb of light by ramon4

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à dix heures le 10 Novembre 1891
le poète Jean Arthur Rimbaud
rencontra la FIN de son
adventure Terrestre
A.R.

devotions. to Arthur Rimbaud. he was young. he was so damn young. he was so god damned. Drunk with the Blood of Baby dolls. Mad laughter. power. running neck and neck with his vision was his demon. Sooner Stick his dick up the baby dolls ass. Shove pins in the heads of innocents. Bad seed with a golden spleen. Ha Ha. he has the last laugh. Blonde Hairs raveling in your vital breath. White hydrogen. Rimbaud. Savior of the forgotten scientists: the alchemists. alchemy. of The. The Word. The power of The Word. Love Rays. bullets on the alter. obscene ceremonies. leave no proof clues. gold. behind. Rimbaud blessé Rimbaud wounded Rimbaud: angel with sleeves of blue hair. [NO] light without shadow. Rimbaud was a rolling stone are all prophets persecuted? He was so damn young.
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When I think earth I write blue by ramon4

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Cuando pienso tierra escribo azul,
cielos navegables, torres de piedra
qu’apuntan hacia’l norte.
Suaños verdes d’alcaecer, pan
abrasándose nas eras.

Cuando digo presente veo bocas
coronadas d’espinas,
homes que persiguen paraísos de pesiglás,
corazones que bombian millones por minutu, miedu.
Miedu que berra en bidones d’aceite.
Días ensarriaos, nueites blancas,
ya un didu que borra la hestoria de los ḷḷibros.

El pasáu ya un cristal qu’escacha
nos güeyos d’una nena de tres anos
perdida nel sagráu camín d’Idarga

Taresa Lorences

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