Allende House

Drag his bones from one place to another Frequently coming across, Without suffering or joy, A network of mysterious contacts Along side the stone statues The only illumination, Paralyzed with confusion and surprise With their backs to the window, Assorted other things Splendor, visible from the street As soon as they were awakened Her face transformed, The law would not intervene. A strange shiver, Suffocation of nostalgia Soft as moistened bread Enabled him to buy- Conjure up at will. Shattering it to bits, Surrounded by silence. Someone like your-self, Boundary between Confused rhetorical exchange. If they were in the middle One ascended via a spiral. They slept in since, In this realm Last activity was a wasted one. People of his condition When she returned; Like two small animals