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  [TRIBUTE TO BUENOS AIRES, PLAZA CENTENARIO]

  The gift the city gave was
  the thoughts plucked from the feathers
  of her mind she thinks
  she thinks, she found herself
  or maybe it was
  someone else’s splinters in her mind
   
  She wishes
  she wished he’d follow her
  rules, rewritten and disarmed in a matter of
  time, the temptress of change,
  the only thing that was ever really mine
  you see,
   
  Love is my reality,
  she said as his mind churned
  ceaselessly I say to he
  it’s not about you or me nor about
  instability, owns peoples dreams
  but not yours or mine
  you see,
   
  It’s all just flesh and bone to
  me I am not a man
  can’t you understand my case,
  you make about reality whatever that
  may be, we danced in another place in
  time, will never be mine
  you see,
   
  Almost spoiled with sincerity
  a precursor to liberty
  without which there is no
  truth, does not exist
  unless it belongs to someone else
  you see,
   
  I guess I guess I give to you that
  which is not missing, you
  through and through
  she said I don’t need
  you better my life. you see.

  27 Jun 2012 / 1 note