La Mujer Del Barrio Vega

Some Paris Hilton wannabe laughed At my cell phone (which was missing the battery cover) As if to say "How pathetic!" As if to suggest "He'll never get laid!" The day was too gloriously Autumn For me to care About the trivialities of some Electronic set of shackles And the status of their condition But(t) I was tempted to throw out some quips Toss some facetiousness around Like feces Just a little something to mentally gnaw on While mockingly handing her the phone "Oh, your girlfriend has something to admit to you." While overanalysing her face "Oh, nice 1986 pink skiing googles that you call sunglasses." But Alas Why feed the absurdity with more Of the same The leaves were showing signs of new color The air was crisp The hummingbirds were in Mexico The music in my head was excellent as The breeze blew over my neurons Adios La muchacha con no alma Buenos dias Para la Tierra