I'm going to reach inside my knowledge and pull out the things I know for sure
Reach inside and flip the switch that tells me naranja is orange and apple is red or sometimes green like fall. I'm going to rename those things
Reach inside and flip the switch that tells me naranja is orange and apple is red or sometimes green like fall. I'm going to rename those things
I know that I know, but don't know how they got there.
Turn off that thing that says no one is lonely in a city this big, that I can't cross the street without feeling like E.T riding around in that stupid metal basket. And I'm convinced that someone forgot the 8th day when God made Iguazu.
There are some things that need relearning.
Turn off that thing that says no one is lonely in a city this big, that I can't cross the street without feeling like E.T riding around in that stupid metal basket. And I'm convinced that someone forgot the 8th day when God made Iguazu.
There are some things that need relearning.
1 comments:
i love this. im realin diggin this poem mi amiga...i feel the passion and conviction in your writing. similar to maya and nikki. love u :)
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