A Reverie of Horror - Cento

He finds the hallway leading
to death's wrinkled, Garbo legs.

Children standing by their mother's
broken mirror have their own
boleros to remember.

Spiders weave the stench of sour jungle,
a vile outbreak of colloquial monsters.
My father sings a duo with my father.


Copyright © 2009 Sergio A. Ortiz

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