Reclamar

Back amongst origins exploring again

Discovered old journals

Handwriting hasn’t improved

Barely legible hardly forgettable

So many nights still trying to understand

What’s already been said

This is not to make friends

Along red cracked ground

How does the view sound

80 year old trees

Whistle with hood bochinche

Who got locked dropped copped

Chopped stopped

Where did imagination go?

Nobody plays on the block unless

You got kicked out with nowhere else to be

Except dribble on a dry patch

Couldn’t catch the cloud

If they throw bombs onions in your wax gear

Wish I could be tough enough to survive a shot

Body and brain begin soul transition to otherside

Where you look back from old photos

Only revisited when they remember

Death anniversary and birthday

All the inbetweens hopefully had some

Laughter tears scars

Drifting out in the stars distant universe

Like your multi purpose

Electronic supersonic hood

Just like CPG except you live for infinity

Time beyond distance

If we was all perfect

There would be no wrinkles grey hairs

Missing teeth lumps where ain’t supposed to be

Eating preservatives

Run around the park

Get a couple laps to keep up that youth

Spoiled sitting on manmade carcass

Cold case still throbbing mobbing with sadness

No time for relaxing

Keep pushing no simple spaces lovely curves

More ugly words proverbs and psalms

Controlled remotely by robot making you digital

Supreme mind of knowledge criminal

Bless you until vegetable

Are you letting you?

Go how you screaming

Bless you salud dinero amor

HAGALO POR FAVOR

Divine only helps

Those who help themselves