Poems by BOB GALLO

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  • She cried for a little gingerbread,
    its arm was missing...

  • The reason of hideousness
    is that we could learn beauty...

  • If you cannot afford to defend yourself
    you are almost as good as guilty...

  • It is endless
    their aptitude of flaming to burst and blaze out...

  • I am like a pauper.
    My begging limbs elongate against...

  • The river remains
    constantly there because she...

  • A limitation
    isn't disposed to eclipse its...

  • Tell me how have these
    lilies learned geometry...

  • The hyenas' heinous hunts of fawns,
    the gory glory sacrifice of lambs...

  • In any second our wings portion death and life.
    We are equals as we are together...

  • Sounds vibrate to silence,
    waves to stillness...

  • Wheel marks
    on the mirage...