... just silence
dumb like a child waiting in a spider hole
a hardened crust of bread
a stain on the wall faded
mold on Wall
the voice on the radio of a priest
the rain on the windows of the train
the tail of a dog and flies
a key in the bottom of the pockets
arrotalati snakes among the rocks
the distant echo of the rocks
have to be patient with life
an orange hanging from a branch outside
bitter peel the cloves in red.
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