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Let's respect our two homes
Time to be respectable
I live in two homes in my mind
I’m both Frida and Diego
Like me, they lived in Twin Houses
The tortured me lives in the blue one
The elephant in the red and white
The one that plows through life
The one that gives a son a ride
Today I’m the dove in a steel corset
I and I will come out holding hands
The famous couple of my home
The bridge between the two homes hiding
We cannot be in two places at once
But in my mind, I am both Diego and Frida
Sometimes the bridge is all I am
Between the rebels and sycophant
There lies the truest artist
The revolutionary bridge called my back
I’ll clean my brush with turpentine
I’ll put a shroud over my latest canvas
I’ll shine up my steel corset
I’ll pull out the nails leaving stigmatas
I wouldn’t do this for anyone
I would do it for you, my darling
Not even for my elefante or paloma
Only for my infant coming to visit
I’ll preen my feathers for my chick
The dove hobbles halfway to the bridge
I await my better half lumbering
We’ll merge as an elephant with wings
We’ll use the foyer Diego loves best
When love returns we’ll be whole
All doors blue, red and white will open
My manly half in my best Zoot suit
The dove in my best Tehuana dress
When you come our home will be whole
The house doesn’t need to be clean
We only need to be holding hands
We only need to be a bridge to love
Cover only what comfort allows
Let go of what’s respectable
Good artists are always messy
Even the bridge doesn’t matter
Only how you greet loved ones
Being a respectful connection
Copyright ©
Triny Xiang
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