Visions of Santa Cruz – Maria Virginia Reina

What if
your spell works?

And I cough
enough blood
for a red mustang
a holy backdrop of California mountains.
You wish I was
a prophet

If I could I would die
of prophecy

but not before I found you,
my promised hand –

Forgive me!
Forgive me!
I love thee!
Forgive the endurance
of reason
At last I cast it to the wind

And I came all this way.
Aren’t I
Your good pilgrim?


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