Monday, November 16, 2009

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imprisoned lips draw is

out of love is


collapse

Antonio Sustaita

Sunday, November 15, 2009

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you eat

In the hollow of your hands draw your presence

for all the heat away

consumes you
silent screams are statues

your ghosts
also guess your ghosts
nobody
is in your hands
my words except Marine lunar



all lightning illuminate your dreams
are many who would die for your eyes or your mouth

I love your hands only


Antonio Sustaita.

Monday, November 9, 2009

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Sometimes


feel nothing and nothing close



open heart
with the beats of keys




chains sometimes feel that everything is lock


the heart was sporting at the touch


closed as a hand of cards

as look like the sun and moon eclipse



sometimes feel


something in you is opened or closed eyelids




eye and then you finally get

look something


Antonio Sustaita

Monday, November 2, 2009

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As there is no silence

No There is no silence silence


no silence in this word that dies


the absence of that sea secret

intimate
undecided


fills a void nothing can touch
nothing to say can not swim



useless word opens


nothing nothing nothing close

Saturday, May 23, 2009

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Carve Your words


Spitting words
sculpt is it?

A deed of vomiting
save me life



Even today I do not know what to write


not know
write

stuck in the body I have all words




Antonio Sustaita

Thursday, May 21, 2009

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Grows
mine in your word and tits




that threaten to tear

bra



Antonio Sustaita

Friday, May 15, 2009

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words No silence

No silences to measure this word


no strokes to measure

no bodies to measure your body

skin and
dark escape me

the words you just come and go invisible


distant intact



Antonio Sustaita. You

Monday, May 4, 2009

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ARE


the pores in my skin
sleep in my eyes
blood on my fingernails
pain
not just the color of other nights in my words
word silence and pain

the trip by my feet
my desire to do anything



Antonio Sustaita