response to Eve III by Cory Garcia
a convitare of pastries and tea ricevimento of the package a little ballo on skates picking the paint off the fence to place in the box and wrap
the twist of the arm the braking of ones bones the ripping of flesh as you tear away the barbed wire the crushing of ribs as you breat…
the light seeping through the crac… as the soul longs to be seen spraying colors of emotions as seeing the soul with clear lens the split mirror shows two sides
sliding hand through first to make… as i push through the pomegranate… hands caress the tight plump fruit the juice absorbing into my pours and i sweating it’s juice, we beco…
shuffle reshuffle cut . reshuffle picking different cards this time placing a crinkle
some grow up with a spot to fill a title to live a for runner of things to come
moving to where the stink bugs nev… stink their stink around my nose chew on plants to make them grow clearing the way as we endeavor to rid the world of the critter
i know that and long for that day the day of pearls, will i get one to polish and reflect the light under your wing, holding the star from shooting to far, because thes…
gentle caress of the lavenders radiance on the breeze’s soft skin –aspire the artist to
o wheres the fun of heaven that the bible says but a god of love or love is god gave us a free will
my soul - cry’s out try’s to seep out leaks out fly’s in drops
in times of old it was obscene the character the choice made and history told
the bray is gay in may sway will be okay display the tray play today pay and replay
all my progress was placed in the lost or stolen box as the train of eyes cross the sky in puffs of clouds racing for the chicken soup
if i mix red and blue will it make… or a fragment of the odor it could be the base or nothing at all the wash between cycles