In your land of
dreams and waterfalls
and santeria
this seed was
planted
an answer to two
wishes
And now in this time
of pain and need
the dream
becomes a drought
The reality is
fifteen minutes
north
south
east
and west
centered by real
forces
that eat you inside
out
cherubic faces of
beautiful women
the murals on
Cesar Chavez Blvd.
this ground was
your dream and
my lonely
reality.