What I see is
imperfection
in the eyes of
Elevator.

John is sleeping.
John is kicking the ball.

Dear Papa,
why the cosmos is
the cosmos.
The reverence shines through
my hole.

The whole swimming pool was left in the ocean.

Dear Papa,
please tell me how to
have
sand.

Leonardo
Da Vinci
Vassily
Kandinsky

Manotello, olto tello, molto bene,
alta.

Never known before we go
before we go, we will sensor.

Acradabdakhrabra lies near
since we ended up in here.

Indios Bravas for you, people,
cause we’re crying
as Salvador died.

I once stood before her mouth, her outdoors,
it rained heavily cause Heaven cried
for me, Its privileged citizen,
the man who killed God
and released It from
His reign.

And she stood.
Just once before I
silently turned into the
coconut.
My soul flew into the darkness
of her mouth and haunted her yellow teeth.