Pares

Twin stars

there are two things I can’t ever remember. first I always forget to soak the beans and chickpeas the night before but there is no the night before last night I forgot. and the other thing, to try to remember how I wake up. where the lying on my back. weather on my left side, curled, on my right side. but there is no to remember. I just woke up and I can’t remember how. ah, and you’re beautiful face. and the soft honey of your mouth oh what a trite thing to say it was trite. Sweetly trite. like you’re inevitable sex honey baby I was with an everyday love every day; every single day fusion collusion mimicry knowing smiles the same smirks like farting on purpose so you would hear.

She delight

there is a lady on tiktok who instead of showing her ass or flirtingly shifting her childhood hips as far as they will go from side to side while nodding, where’s a nice blouse and her sweet fat face of many years smilingly explains the flowers of rhetoric to Young poets. she doesn’t explain all the flowers of rhetoric all the time like the man’s planers. just one flirty Latin word that she explains in 10 seconds. these things I give you these flowers honey all for you to use use not me, the flowers. That smile. Wise fat face and August thin lips, a delight.

Clean hands

sometimes I just love to clean the toilet bowl with my bare hand rubbing u clean. you look so white and smooth and ceramic key. indeed it turns in me that key; I take a bar of soap and wash myself. I love the thing I love to do is never used toilet paper. when I came to Argentina 50 years ago, I discovered the biday, yes, the bidet. oh, to wash my ass with my bare hands in such an Allen Ginsburg way, it’s just so effective, and besides it’s nice being so finger sweet to yourself in the morning

v. o. kapelman. Buenos Aires. October 6, 2026

Socrates

Socrates is dead i saw him die on a cross in a Lincoln Continental

v. o. kapelman. Claremont, California. November 5, 1963