Zwischenwelten
my journey between worlds
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Friday, May 5, 2017
American Poetry, Louis Simpson
Whatever it is, it must have
A stomach that can digest
Rubber, coal, uranium, moons, poems.
Like the shark, it contains a shoe.
It must swim for miles through the desert
Uttering cries that are almost human.
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