EARLY MORNING
AUTO DE FA
Oh shit too soon for this : I crawled from bed
for the banana man to see or be seen? The early
morning set-up beckons. How he lines the fruit,
and how all those people come swarming over.
I've seen, I swear, a hundred young ladies on the
way to the office buying bananas one at a time.
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What reckoning then is any of this : all truth be
told we always stand alone. Some sluice-pipe
coffee vagrants, yes, they're still around but fewer
and far between - as if some new Columbus has
came and upon departing taken then all away. He
brings them back home in ship-hold, to parade as
natives before some Ferdinand and Isabella of his
own devise. Jeez, I wish I was sick-in-the-head again.
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Oh damn. I can pray all I wish to the highest of Heavens,
but all the words fall flat, and the banana man gets the girls.
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