Poems by BOB GALLO

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  • Irony 1

    They worshiped him in the book
    for he sacrificed his life...

  • Maybe you see it in your subconscious
    the wound that more or less we all share...

  • The whole world was only a cell, and your cell was...
    It was the freedom...

  • Life is an interlude
    between two deaths...

  • O deliquescing clocks, deliquescing clocks,
    only timelessness is real...

  • Our differences must
    add to our union not to...

  • The less awareness
    we have the more objects we...

  • What a hugless night!
    Such infectious cruelty...

  • O little insect,
    these windows are all ruddy, florid and silky...

  • I emerge from you
    every morning just to be...

  • Stains would always shine
    in the daylight but the light...

  • A Camelot knight
    dies in his conviction that...