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letra de knee skin cup in the adobe episode - caroliner

coming over a hill one day looking for kindling
50 men with feathers on head looking east & west directly
they leaned on a wood dorred lean with blanket piles underneath
these blankets had been attached to lifeless animal necks
whose grin was all horrible varied colored t–th
a hatchet procured and lifted axes with their leather flat hands
stitched loops lifted the handles and in the sum sharpness flashed
my own neck knocked my mind right into wakedness
i was to have my t–th painted in color and to a blanket
i would spend my head lifeless enwrapped
but fore i moved they carved off their leather knees
and in a choir voice asked me to follow them
truth gestures pointing away the blankets in a haul
my eyes & soul chained to them in fascination they picked at foliage
lifting bugs & grass into knee cups & the dorred & blankets taking them all
where to i wondered this pilgrimage with grim insistant
but with an intrigued eye i followed, i would even if blind
leading to an abode blocked house with bellows blowing embroidery
this led me to believe the house was a being and these men their vitals
and inside was a bizarre fare of a farmer’s diary
soft light warmed the inside, the blankets standing on end in skirts
t–th responding to a rhythm in the animal heads jumping
some of the leathered stitched loops held me and with head brush painted
my t–th in various colors my eyes wandered
i a many hooved beast half the color of night 2 legged
my t–th had no choice but to respond in a pumping manner
and air passed sweeter into the lungs & mouth
work skin began to toughen & darken rug liften fingers out of the cloth &
fitted my face with feathers of petal brown into a fertilizer heap, a vital in an
adobe den. the knees which were off held grass and bugs from the outside
these bugs had been left alone to eating grass but now the hoof beast
picked among them with keen eyes lifting a selected few
walking with easy unbalanced grace away to a roller
stretched it’s skin into a blanket of embroidered diamond rich in hues
so feathers removed and i exhausted led back to you my t–th in
color my life slightly toughened and stronger i have to tell you if
you want to go chop my knees off and fill them with bugs and wonder about to
there out to where blankets are full of nothing then bodies out to where an
are no one cares

- caroliner

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