I am <br />No stranger <br />To this <br />Floating <br />Sensation <br />That has me <br />Sitting on <br />The ground <br />Thinking that <br />I am in a <br />Western movie. <br />Blood drips <br />Out of the mouths <br />Of Gringos <br />Who spit <br />At intervals; <br />Leaving me <br />To wonder <br />About this <br />Spittle <br />That covers me.<br /><br />Alice Parris<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/no-stranger/
