Ximena

Rushed kisses on trains, tongues rise like ghosts, what is there to gain, is it my shocked views, cold on my cheek bones, make jelly 4 more blues, who can ease the pain, when a possible stroke , floods the carotid vein , protected by my purview, write a poorhouse note, witness this sad truth, a swollen river plain, tiny stara a sea broke, places of burning flame , can't you see how cruel, this journey is today , Daddy you bastard you, my tears can't effase , your leaving home, stain my good face, things left undone.