Poems by BOB GALLO

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    They conspired against songs...

  • The nightmare
    is that nobody is out there...

  • Why are mockingbirds mocking me?
    why do...


  • Garden is in the taste of honey...

  • Justice is love, because it is centered
    justice is beauty because it is symmetrical...

  • All my life I chased my needs to better my life
    I ended up living my needs instead of my life...

  • I traced a tint of mischievousness in her photo
    in compare with her self-portrait...

  • We built our coffin from the planks of our habits.
    We have no choice but to be obedient to our death...

  • Time is just a space
    between beginning and end...

  • Wings 1

    Butterfly
    is to say: "to be...

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    His only desire was to undress women...

  • Sparrows are benign,
    their textures are so fine...