sen cabalos

all the things that matter

don’t matter anymore

shallow desires

falling to the floor

long minutes and

short years

brief joys

tortured tears

if you could be a wish

what would you be

would you make a beggar pasha

would you make a weed a tree

would you vanish death

chase pain away

make tears sapphires

and the fucking devil pray

would you travel here

cast it over this

send the curse away

see a daughter kiss

oh to hear the laughter

giggles down the hall

which one is bashful

which one a fireball

wishes are not horses

beggars do not ride

there’s no laughter

in the land

where I abide

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