Bloody English

I got amused by the rhythm of gospels in California

crossing down the parallel street to mine that little church

on Saturdays still sings to me like Janis Joplin in her best days

"Oh, Lord! Don't you buy me a Mercedez Benz"

I think I miss something

I think I miss the English I wanna say

then I realized a couple of words were not there

most of the times

but in Shakespeare, Allen Ginsberg, and E.E Cummings...

I took the night train to that pandora box

of old poets and alive new ones

trying to amend it with heart and craftiness

They treat well a peoples soul 

as it has to be written down 

fleshy and round

bloody English