The “C” is for “cookie”. The “V” is for “vitreous” (one of the most beautiful words EVER). The “T” doesn’t really mean anything, it’s just a bridge to cross the void between the “C” and the “V”. Cross it.
CTV

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A place where art and logic merge into ephemeral and artificial paradises.

R. Wire

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The “void” part makes you so old…
NZ

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It’s like a flash, breaking in into the deepest depths, lighting the everdark.
AZA

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[This is] residual waste found on the outskirts of Chernobyl
Monsieur Letroll

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Makes me think of the old days, somehow… do I deserve a cookie YET?
Same Old Joe

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I could tell you a metaphysically twisted story or just spit in your face that it doesn’t mean a thing.
ISV

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An ever-dynamic juggernaut made of cookie dough mixed with the precise amount of Veronese green, sphinx and chocolate. Even better if served with vanilla milkshake. 10/10, would acquire again.
Artie P. Owl

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I tried once to read your work, but it made no sense at all.
JD

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Your blog is an intellectual orgasm.

Mr. S.

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I don’t get it.
ALV

pOeT – TrY

Crossthevoid 31 enero, 2020 Poesía

El chacal clava los colmillos
en las páginas
como si supiera que son mi carne.

¿Qué otra cosa puedo hacer?

Cauterizar la herida
con palabras prestadas,

y que aún así
todavía sangre.

pOeT – TrY

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