by Julio Peralta-Paulino
Little Ms Muffet away from the spider
Show me show me show me
No, these deeds must not be thought
Jill and Jack forever Barcelona
Mountains
Newspaper and burning myrrh
Vocal forms of music an ocean apart
With a relation to the true nature
Of all things
The C major chord
The coffee, cold by now
Velvet here a major progression
Cigarettes burning in a relative key
A contract of depravity
Charlie himself nodding out
Sure he had heard that name before
Somewhere in the spell of intimacy
Unbound shade pure sheets
Knowing with a yes in the silly of a turn
But it’s not that, he said at the play
She had a vision
Something about the owl screaming
And the cricket crying