i kind of miss a god damn baby, or youre
lookin good, ma, all
this spanish, banish, preciosa, guapa
thick whispered wachita like a
drive-by
got me all mixed up
its not my native tongue and that shits
offensive, weon
you have a way of making me feel dirty
fresh from the shower, and it takes
a lot
to make me squirm
careful what you say to me
im not your baby
i dont respond well to beautiful
if its not said
right
when its an expression of something
you dont know the meaning of
im getting wrinkles here
this special crease above my forehead, wearing
my age now
i dont even know im doing it until
i get home, through front doors, past concierge
hola, hola, buenas
elevator
low light, yellow light, mirror reflection
face relaxation and im getting hard
here
i dont wear your sunglasses anymore (id rather squint, thanks)
and im getting wrinkles
here
stressed out here, i dont apologize for bitch
here
but keep questioning why you make me act that way
(isnt this why we learn swear words and expletives in new languages first, and why they stick?)
it doesnt seem to matter
here
7am commute is the same as dark streets of the centro (aggressive, an assault)
alleys
back bars
clubs and dont you know its not safe here?
just another venue, another opportunity, another way to say
dontyoueverforasecondthinkyoucanrelax
come on now baby, you know i wasnt
always this way
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
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