Thursday, May 08, 2008

MIGRA VALDEZ


“What happened?”
“I don’t know”
“5 happened”
“I think so… I lost count”
“You ran out of fingers?”
“Aha”
“And toes?”

“Yes
But I think
I’ll borrow some
From la Migra
Migra Issued
They won’t
Be missed”

I could not believe
I was speaking
To the ghost
Of a cursed ship

I wondered if
He had a good
Sense of humor
Like this goofy
Looking agent

Oil is shinny
It shines
Like confusion
It shines
Like your eyes
2 oil wells…
Burning

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