The Bobbsey Twins

… and a distribution was made to each

in accordance with his need.


I pull on the wool sock

over my cold foot and

it’s your poem a slender

waisted woman and a Yanqui’s

hands squeezing to

her death. Almost. Then

there’s those two the least

of us Americanos

Dick the Crooked Smile

and Henry the Kiss a Death.

Pardone Tio Pablo.

Eight of Diamonds - Pablo Neruda
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