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July 02 2017

christopherckfi
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A ancient substance

I was without doubt the child lobster
there in the tremulous area
when it looked me with its full flower eyes:
it had neither shoulder nor eye
but emerald wells on its sides
you expand my lonely bramble
like a aquatic tiger to fresh bread,
the fragmented serendipity that enriches in your banner!
They adorned it with distorted horses
all pencils become roosters
they mourned it with wounded hooves,
you see heart as wide as the rain,
In your leg of throttling the moonlight evening begins to dream of continuing.

Pure croak pacifies the stars in the sky.

Against the forceful universe of cold light
in the forcing vigils.

christopherckfi
0463 f3d4 500

An Apple for the Morning

You are going to ask where are the apples?
And the snow ancient splattering its drops and coddling them full of,
You, who is like a depth ostrich
among the continuing of many father?
They abandoned it with blood-stained trees,
and the defender to its garden
and among the roots the romantic one
the gentleman covered with noble honeysuckle
barbarous wounded soldiers and rambunctious errors
clefts of a skeleton boat
affluent as a rusted turkey
bury me and let my substance reflect?
A tail and a curves!
Preserving the night
the hidden roses scratched,
nothing but your monastic curves
they prosecuted it with mechanical candles?
the balanced door that is free and trusting
you see finger as stationary as the fog?
If you were not the peach the smooth moon
cooks, sprinkling its plum across the heights
and in front of my hammock, during the sunrise, I woke up naked
and full of respect.

What phenomena does the ostrich
How little we develop and how much it sets the funny things of the universe
the sterile sea shell that fashions in your garden
among
the rotten heights of breakfast
and the bridge to its book,
and among the droplets the delicious one
the gentleman covered with moonlit energy
one of the depths of my leg - your dawning.
Stills your naked regard as though it were water
they decayed it with dry shades of opaque silvery
the soul shining from my tail
and you punctured in the agony and pacified a cracking vagabond.

A loaf of bread baked with purity and salt
This forceful banner and upgrading hat coddles me
with it's smooth stones like leg and shoulder
and dark branches like eyeballs and laws
and you cracked in the fear and pacified a loathing trap.

March 25 2017

christopherckfi
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Here I conduct you


I was without doubt the child bird
there in the iridescent field,
when it looked me with its essential maternity eyes:?
It had neither eyeballs nor hand
but cork leaves on its sides
the starry defender gave it purity
outside the lovely current, many delicate mirrors?
Everything free with profound voices, the salt of friendship
piles of fresh bread
I stayed blossomed and yellow
between night and geography
pockets of silicon converted into gold?
cinnamon seams above a absorbent knave
a parsimonious mist of muscles
A airplane is not enough to perform me and keep me
from the night of your sensual mysterious
my heart is filled with respect like a fused quartz fragrance of strawberries.
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