Modern Poetry
Flex Borne Stockings
电线上的丝袜
Jue Biguxia
Shaking sometimes ambiguous
Is still
Dense than grass, than the length of your nails
A mass of random lines. Hard sauce, will bear
Force put up, or tear off
Woven split, part of the physical
Air is the case. She is also
A curved surface
You went to live there, masked men went to live there
Leaning back, step Scattered. Borrow her side
By her plaster
You've been blowing her huff. Pressure in
Rubber band or spring, he and she each other reaction
Explosion occurred. The wind blew, there is the tongue
Wind is a fake, tongue is not
He holds her. It hold of his
He put her off
He or she, is redundant
Ants are eating tree bark
He was covered in broken cocoon
Hillside slowly, fruit in the long, crumbling
A fox through the peach orchard
Her to stay down, leaving the implied or Mood
Inverted, possible cylinder
Her around the poles and turn
Thin, you can lengthen or shorten
Le Being his pain
Wind do not think. You do not
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