the misadventures of las mamacitas

   
             
             
       
   
             
             
 

the misadventures of las mamacitas

 
             

   
 
 

Tuesday, June 06, 2006

 
-here is something i wrote back when i was crazy...3 years ago or so?

the militia's attacking but i don't notice. burn up my crops burn down my house. we'll find a way to take out your knee caps. you won't see us coming. gorillas in the mist.
sing me a tune to lull me to sleep. soft and quiet like the coo of a dove. no you won't no you won't cause you're not here. daydreams got the best of me again. still can't leave it.
i scratched it till it bled. raw and burned. flames engulfed it and the forrest was gone. they'll be no more lemurs residing here anymore. slash and burn. slash and burn. but who'll salvage our hearts?
just when you think you've grown up you're back to 7, lost in the mall without your mother. don't make eye contact it's not your problem. seeking guidance from a machine with an agenda. the tears won't fall because we can't muster them.

in a sea of change you better know how to swim or the undertow will have its way with you.


-my my, wasn't that fun???
 

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