The absence woven strand by strand hair
oblivion paciancia
with the snail.
In the wake of the track rail
steel braid.
Then the drizzle of a kiss with tongues rolled
white sand of time
Ariadna tissue.
The cannibal snails
tasted with pleasure to the last silver crack.
do not blame the distance
while pick out the window.
is the shadow of nobody.
on the parched earth of bones litter
does strike.
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