Xylen Roberts
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smiling yellow teethA Poem by Xylen Robertslightning strikes still bodiesreduced smell of malariaan old man with a cane walks through the smokeof crumbling galaxies encased in winter /-his thro.. |
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boy/girl plantA Poem by Xylen Robertsnightwas radiant trees burnt to afterglownight sowed seeds of boy girl plantarose from bed of peacock feathers drifting on present milked on past syco.. |
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I am torched, I am touched, I am tumblredA Poem by Xylen Robertsthe eternity of one like a million free jazz saxophone solos biliiping and bleeping and blopping and floppity-flop-flop-shlopping down the highway.. |
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disco scene fungus growthA Poem by Xylen Robertsthe world is a temporary commodespace where we flush the memories of some ghost lakes growing and dangling off the god of fire’s chindribble.. |
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noise flowers dripA Poem by Xylen Robertsnoise flowers drip through the atmosphere coming out of a god's vanilla envelopehalf made of cloud and dealt with gently by protruding ephemeral skull.. |
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