these are the worlds we occupy between the red and the black
between the american and the mexican
someone might want to say just drop the mexican
you’re american now. and miss the point entirely
is the space inbetween that holds the truth. regardless
if you know spanish. regardless if you know enough english
somewhere in between. somewhere where the tongue bends
inside the different cultures waiting for the ghost of too many
to fade to die to become something else. here inside this notion
we are the ones that become the onlooker. into our own space
and time and the time that is ours this time that is ours to become
something else. despite a trump despite a politic that tries to hide
and become something
else . we are the meaning behind the meaning
we are the tongue behind the tongue
waiting for the ghost to come back to life
waiting for the mexican ghost
waiting for the american ghost
waiting for the jazz to kick in
where we are the ones we were waiting for
where we are the ones that become the song
where the laugh is the tear and the inbetween
becomes all the parts of our meaning.
there is something to claim
something something to become
somos todas estas condiciones.
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