Daniel de Cullá 2015-05-24T02:47:09+00:00

Daniel de Cullá


 

Front Doors

Baby O dynamite
mistress of the Star fish
swimming in my ears
where often a Wo/Man
remains alone
long to listen
Doors singing my business daily
dead as a door nail
into all this Channel
O.O. % Ecstasy. No¡
showing me a door
opening by itself
at the End of lives forgotten
when Sun is a dog cart
dotted with gay dogs
of the dooms day
sit and dreaming
of the floor of our
Nothingness sentencing:
“Bakers dozen talk
19 to the dozen”



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