martes, 12 de enero de 2010

in peace we came .

in red snow of white trash god.
in a red ball of santa cool.
in red thought i come to play on white snow in the central park of peru.

in lord
or queens
in some british name they came on peace to read


oh ! my credit card.
card of heart with no man name
she is coming
he is coming to kill my last name from haiti.
she is british and no more american.
she is sweet sugar fat mother
mother of the great yoga mood.

i look the class to learn to make some real
real
snow.
i need to be more cold to make
real
real
organic american snow

all the americans are with plastic bags , with plastic cofee in plastic glass.
is real
is real
how they make this white and red snow.

i can not make the same snow.
im sorry. im sorry.....
en un silencio largo me vine en paz and i return in peace.

in love we came to say goodbye.

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