You had a home-

   made of birch and pine sap

you rode a handmade zip line-

Thru the trees 

  You rode on the running boards 

of a '66 VW bug-

  You lived in a cardboard refrigerator 

  box 

On the outskirts of town-

   your name was Garci Crespo

      and you lived on a pyramid

        in the jungle

You had whales

  narwhals

      walruses

  as compatriots 

   Three Mayans sported

  scorpion tattoos

 Crude and smudgy

  they laughed 

In Vallodolid

   In Los Muertos

 You shopped for English books

   and danced with iguanas

you lost your glasses 

 In the waves

  stupid 

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