meh-hico

by fabled construct

Posted to Action Poetry on 2004-02-03 13:58:00

came from a restaurant in mexico
they advised us not to go,
dishes served by hotrod tails
prepared by mindless clods of earth.
but the results were always perfect,
every meal was like giving birth,
i cannot see the lake from here
because my heart was spent right here,
in this restaurant of mexico.