Eduardo, Antonio et Cesare
July 28, 2009, by Homme De Sept-Iles
my bare face
soothed
cracked triangle tears
creased ears red
madison faces blue
my mask white
mama kilt, no
webbing rumours, yes
sink-filter molded cheek
a zero hero must
chicago plaster
enderminator Oh
Tony
coffee cup eyes
those four love slots
four opening years
the decade of goalies
but Caesar never smiled
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