arivaca poems= gibbery mush.

from the begining i dreamt of winning but to get there i refrained from sining. took in and that sent me behind. the others left in that better line far back in my mind. i dreamt of fast forward and remembered rewind. stop. paause; thinak and listen. and maybe hit play. thrice in a while i remember those days. i was bold, a bit brilliant in all my odd ways. When introduced to the cultral haze, it turned me round on to this ethical maze. all roads i've been blazin, People's ways i've been gazin. In no place i've been stayin. With mistakes; i constantly weight in cuz i make them.