Here you go, darlin’,
Un poquito de agua
Para tu sed.
Let it drive down your throat
Coolly, effervesce and let it
Conjure a full-grow’n fantasy—o’ your
Future. Get it
to sound
[bite] your name like bluer blood
comingled with fortified laughter gas
[good] for a raucous risa—¿Ha!
In Tejas they understand
Baptism.
Mira, once you arrive
They welcome you
Bathe you in the río.
When your wet head kicks back
Up for that life suck o’ air
you’ll be clean
drunk with conocimiento.
Reborn
Borracha.