the gap tanka
your body, the gap through which the crystals of dreams usher forth... (aimless women) never to return to Ithaca
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I am Thersites somonka
I am Thersites crushed by your arm, the brutal weight of your horses I 'm the one who loves you you are Achilles the beautiful loser, & whether you like it or not my world looks like an almond, a date, a guava.