wich
wich
wich
Hush hush blue azul
night-light turn around don't
Back down. Hush hush, come,
come spin around
Don't break down just.
Hush hush fantasía yet
Interrogate the flesh
forward dance. Hush
hush rápido
Rápido out
for a wing-walk tonight.
Hush hush, beat the baby, café solo a
Rare-haired beauty
all the time verde
short skirt unshaven
legs
And on lips, scent
Of tobacco and on skin on skin on skin
me tocaste el brazo
Hush hush baby crying, hush hush thoughts coming crisis by
Sinking
bad bloated bodies arising arising
on hip on forearm on ankle on stomach
The malo inside blinking
Hush hush the ir and venir of bland bright bodies
In states of semi-desnudity, green, aching
Begging for home and hard light azul
Hush hush sparkle
flame and fuegos
artificiales
Temporary whittled and lobos out in the bosque
Hush hush
Hush hush caldero


