shaman tear-eyed girl
gift from outer space
yet a sun in my breast
rising high to ask God
are these your gifts thereof?
to watch in the amphitheatre
from the stage with the fly
g-string spaghetti girl
telling her guards that she is fine
singing in native tongue
to the natives lying looking at the sky

fly the magnificent beast
through the water tunnel
to slay the dragon with lavender oil
the victor in her feat
asking to be sure
am i free now of obligations?

rolling through the hills
with parents at the wheel,
into the maverick gas station (agooddeal)

foreigners from italy's rolling hills
they are telling me
that to get to the pyramids
i will need those crutches
but i ran them down
i'm never going back again
to be the victim
i found that i can balance just fine
on the leg i have