"platonico" poems
Breathing, am I still here? Why?!
Maldecir! I survived!
I should be gone. Claro esta!
Mi papa, mi mama, lo siento..
Your son is a pendejo.
I am useless. I am weak.
The cenizas and smoke surrounding our home,
Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea maxima culpa.
Mis seres queridos, I am repenting.
Algun dia sere el platonico de alguien.
Your niño will be a man.
I shall fight hasta el final!
May 18, 2013
May 18, 2013 at 9:01 PM UTC