Trying To Listen
in brief
they made me eat it
relief
belly ache depleted
sometimes the sky turns purple
and spanish dreams turn into burning eyes
polluted utopia
where else are tamales eaten
o all over
you're not alone
that's what it means I guess
to be mulitlingual
Even though I only speak one language
When Two Lack Clothes
electronically speaking
basket of words
little did we know
the runaraound desnuda
that's right ancient
proclamation toilet
seat occult wires
lead prophecy fulfillment
seething the world
cobblepot curb aesthetics
inundation yelling
with terrible pronunciation
nobody knows what
i said in foreign tongue
not because they can't
understand i 'm just
not clear enough
open mouth yellow
teeth glue not strong
play eternal games
with skull for fodder
visiting tombs and steppes
never calculating for wind
ghosts stand no chance
of impeding my faithless space
down deep catacombs of
theory and hope
won't meet reason or history
never quite marks me like it should
that is unfortunate
I won't ever learn
and two people lacking clothes
leaves me cold and you something better
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