staring at the Pacific from a white cliff
i kinda want to swan dive
but it's rocky down there
just say no to suicide
in lieu, i fall backwards
through the time-space continuum
to the red womb
to a girl's bedroom, three shades of pink
smoking stolen cigarettes
knowing not how to inhale
upside down
and stood up
loves found and lost
ultimate liberation
casting off handcuffs
screaming with abandon
how can such a life of fullness
be so empty?
going away for awhile
i'll let you know
cuando llegaré
(when i arrive).
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