Out across the park
Pine needles pressed into
Your palms
Distress
Drunk and direct
Unharmed as of yet
But not your heart
Cold coral stone
Yellow as the sun
To the beach with
A bottle of rum
Down the hill as fast as can be
I remember something
Vines and thorny trees
Racing from the dam
A sky I've been with
Seen a few times before
Saw it and I knew
I would soon be gone
I've wasted my time
So many times
Left so many places
Without a goodbye
Unharmed as of yet
But not your heart
Wow, I could relate so well to this . . . .
I've wasted my time
So many times
Left so many places
Without a goodbye
A Loud Mouth Chicana who has something to say!