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Sep 2014
#1
Oil and water
Know best.
I know not,
neither all,
but some.
Not like day or night who forgot eachother; not like nothing,
tossed earth,
or the far reaching fur on the dandelion.
But north and north,
equivalent magnetism/ illogical mathematics/ where two hands tire
(push our poles together
despite us) wanting to cease,
but don't.
Carlos Ayala
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Carlos Ayala  New York, NY
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