7 February 2010

My Dog and I

My dog and I
We walked around
By the river
The wind did blow

And the sun did shine
The mountaintops
Were whiter than Hitler

We did not see anything
We had not seen before
We did not hear anything
We had not heard before

We did not smell anything
We had not smelled before
We did not touch anything
We had not touched before
The water was blue

The train sounded its horn
You could smell cow shit in the distance
I petted my dog
She licked my face
I am happy
I do not live

In Honduras

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