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***** alleys weeping garbage (fish                         heads)             40s (alhambra) for 1 euro & a new leather jacket; football games in parks carpeted broken glass/kids laughing. sun like a strange shimmer 'yond th'mountains rearing like          jagger's wild horses   , liquid spanish smiles in little bars all w/th'same signs.. words words words like birds ...                                    (birds that take off                                    in th'park in raucous flights                                    if yer talkin' too loud.) eat minute fried fish outside over 6 glasses strong beer. almost fall off stool twice's'many times scrutinizing passing girls. go home & write pomes 'bout cig'rettes & running, call it "oxymoron" 'cause doing both in same day is bad ******* news for the guts.                                   go to the university campus                                   for cheap coffee                                   &        conversation                                   w/a girl from the bar (the bartender)             write a poem while she talks & call it                                  "terra nova"                                                                                that one's about nothing.
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Jan 28, 2012
Jan 28, 2012 at 8:58 AM UTC
granada/calle arabial
***** alleys weeping garbage (fish                         heads)             40s (alhambra) for 1 euro & a new leather jacket; football games in parks carpeted broken glass/kids laughing. sun like a strange shimmer 'yond th'mountains rearing like          jagger's wild horses   , liquid spanish smiles in little bars all w/th'same signs.. words words words like birds ...                                    (birds that take off                                    in th'park in raucous flights                                    if yer talkin' too loud.) eat minute fried fish outside over 6 glasses strong beer. almost fall off stool twice's'many times scrutinizing passing girls. go home & write pomes 'bout cig'rettes & running, call it "oxymoron" 'cause doing both in same day is bad ******* news for the guts.                                   go to the university campus                                   for cheap coffee                                   &        conversation                                   w/a girl from the bar (the bartender)             write a poem while she talks & call it                                  "terra nova"                                                                                that one's about nothing.
south a spain
alloyddavies
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Jan 28, 2012
Jan 28, 2012 at 8:58 AM UTC
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