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Saturday, November 13, 2010

Write it Down Poetas y Chingones

As I was saying, the sole tragedy
There is or could ever be is the death
Of the imagination.  The Inner Stir
of Emotional grandeur. Ah,Vallejo,
de Beber. Y sus santos por donde iba,
he traveled in the company of musas.
It so Happens to be a Code Switch,
Espanglish. Don’t you see Poetry
is running like water from the garden
hose. Go and turn it Down. Stop Waste.
Don’t you see how many more Songs
you might have Worded by now!
Callase, quit Leaking all your Language.
Write it Down Poetas y Chingones

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