a poem from the compendium dissimulate my reality – some nonlocal junk poetry – 23 nonpoems from the point of view of a black hole condensed in an orange  – a collection of made up poets who live inside a shadow

Kantigona Lurex is not a person nor an avatar but it could eat 3 tones of flax at breakfast. it has a bad reputation because of its long hairy hands – five – it uses to climb on advertising trees and howls long stupid poems about car crashes, how to repair a washing machine, burned moths, little muddy glass shards, future nails design, appendix art, environment eschaton and IKEA prospects. Kantigona Lurex describes 23 entities that emerged from a bottle of mescal that a cyclop from holbox island accidentally broke in the head of a tiburon ballena. one of entities named sicofanta koatli shares with an human form three noses fixed on a wood head of an underground snake. koatli writes ...