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Come on my friend.
It’s time to go.
Where we’re going.
We don’t need roads.
Bring two cups of tea.
Bring your rabbit too.
I’ve got the whiskey shakes.
I think a quart will do.
I hear the grass is green.
Leave your blues at home.
On the other side.
Of this rabbit hole.
I’ve got the whiskey shakes.
I’m paranoid as hell.
You know I don’t take pills.
But this time oh well.
At the same time
everything is happy
everything is sad,
it’s where I’m at
and somehow
it isn’t all that bad.
Smile and a frown
features remain neutral
while cars pass down
Magnolia and “Córdoba,
Leyana y sola…”
my home
is just
an illusion
under cloud.
I can’t lie.
I love the way
you make me feel
meaningless,
like an orphan left
on the doorstep
of
the worlds welcome mat —
Ah! I’m home again.
