If I spoke Spanish I would drive to the border
To warn that this country is full of pinwheel people
Spinning upside-down faster than anything with blood should
Here might not put you back in working order
And if only I was fluent in French
I could appreciate poems by the late Rimbaud
But then if I mastered German instead
I could curse out the Nazis in their native tongue
I wish I knew how to do Sign Language too
So no one would giggle when my voice cracks and squeals
But then they would mock my skin’s cracks and peels
Maybe I should stop trying so hard
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