Greetings from the Familiar Land, the Land of Unfamiliar

Intuition sticks to the tip of my tongue
when words can´t.
Don´t fuck me with a three euro bill
inside my mind, i say

en español.

my mind is turning. words are coming
like rainfall, first lightly, until i´m soaked in it
and my brain is flooded.
but when i can´t speak, i listen.
to them and myself.

no necesito una paragua.

And I force myself to reappear
inside my own life,
la extrañera
eager to associate myself with things me
in no matter what country
what zipcode, no matter who´s plaguing or holding me
i must know me. and i´m learning.

todavia siento bien

but it´s possible tomorrow i won´t
roller coasters ruled when i was young
now they just hurt my neck
for my head is heavy, carrying words
and there are some which i cannot speak.