Chicano Poet

Thursday, October 21, 2010

Over Time

my face has been here before
planted its feet firmly

perhaps on another continent
will suck on straw

tens of years from now
will have rested its lips

on grass two thousand years gone
will dart in front of stones

in dark ages yet to come
my face


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