thought of those funeral trees at night
and Guo Xi's black water
but even in the rain
maroon flowers
under the door
Skagen blue
Whistler too
out the window
this ghetto which is
barrio
not favela
not here
but always
over there
and Guo Xi's black water
but even in the rain
maroon flowers
under the door
Skagen blue
Whistler too
out the window
this ghetto which is
barrio
not favela
not here
but always
over there