time when we roasted caterpillars in tree tops.
made tractors out of old cars.
would say, "give me back those slippers!"
say, "Ding dong...the witch is dead."
was sold to traders who
even the names of the towns were hot
bought a girl full of fire and she cooked.
in Mayan and Nahuatl -
then in Spanish.
with the Tlaxcalan
wheel was spinning stars for
people of Mexica.
were fires in tree tops too -
keeps turning - "and your little dog too."
it high, sing it low...the witch is dead."
witch? Watch history's perspectives
keep skipping down the Ag brick road too
darling, my dream.
time to settle down in a _mesones_ museum.
fertilizer - don't even camp there.
eats little boys who are lazy.
stoned by his own penumbra.
chajang, don't cry chicken
don't be afraid if the baby wakes up.
are to be fires burning in the womb."