fuentecitos
nico
an eight year old and his blisters
from some excuse he was sold lies in her arms
his mama singing
his brother hums the tune of little fountains
and remembers late last june when he got that itch
those words she sings
the words he loves to hear
fuente
fuentecitos
salpicandome en mis sueños aliviame la picazon
fuente fuentecitos
salpicandome en mis sueños
sally
the acrobat steps out of her window
she thinks it would break her back
and take away that itch
down below her
monte the web ad salesman waits for his flowers
the girl standing next to him
isn't gonna to take him home
the song he sings
as sally falls beside him
fuentecitos
...
the
highway is crackling with cars
the sun on a rampage
the people spill out of the bars
and tip back their heads
the words on every brain
the words on every tongue
fuentecitos
...
sally
picks herself off the ground
nico ascends
his mama is silent now
but her song rings in his ears
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