Poems by BOB GALLO

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  • Nothing more serrated than the stretch of a bloom...
    Nothing is craggier than the distance of two...

  • I am the humble man of your virtue.
    I am the fire from within...

  • I do not know how long I am going to live
    I do not know how long we shall be together...

  • Does Real madness need audience?
    Does the insanity of love, splendor...

  • Dreams 1

    To dream is to wake up
    and to wake up is to dream...

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

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

  • Wheel marks
    on the mirage...

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

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

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

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