para dagmi

 para papi

para todas, vivas o muertas... mis flores

we said out of breath
and touched them flowers tight deep
not knowing the color of the feeding seed 

for in the fog of sensory emotion
who minds fact when so in need...

de glotOnerías y olfAteos (de florEs en cUbículos), 2017 
© om ulloa

gif images @my modern met Yutaka Kitamura

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