Wednesday, 7 September 2011

Imagination

As I stand here
Splash, plish, slosh, splosh, cars through puddles in the road.
Never could 've imagined
thump thump thump, rat-tat-tat, rain on all the tin rooves
Being here, here in small Belize
Hey mon, hola, que dollars? a hundred people in the bus station
here

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