SPIN by Frederick Seidel
GOING FAST
A dog named Spinach died today.
In her arms he died away.
Injected with what killed him.
Love is a cup that spilled him.
Spilled all the Spin that filled him.
Sunlight sealed and sent.
received and spent.
Smiled and went.
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Hace 2 horas.
1 comentario:
Me recordó a un libro horrendo que me regalaron hace como un año que se llama Wasserman y también a un cuento que no es horrible, que cuenta de una persona que se hace perro.
Ah! y a la canela.
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