Front Doors, Poetry by Daniel de Culla

Genre: Life


by Daniel de Cullá


Baby O dynamite


mistress of the Star fish


swimming in my ears


where often a Wo/Man remains alone


long to listen


Doors singing my business daily


dead as a door nail


into all this Channel


O.O. % Ecstasy. No¡


showing me a door opening by itself


at the End of lives forgotten


when Sun is a dog cart


botted with gay dogs


of the dooms day


sit and dreaming


of the floor of our


nothingness sentencing:


“Baker’s dozen talk


19 to the dozen”.

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