Honduras

In honduras cotton smoked and burned for days



To be outdone by guatamala



To be outdone by texas



With a pitchfork and a bell



Grubby little runners bring her news of me second hand



I won't tell her roaches eat my clay sculpture



I wanna tell her i am headless i am headless



She's walking on the great bloody dirt down there



Sleeping in the soft brown ring down there



Grubby little runners bring her news of me second hand


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