Puerto Rico - My Bankrupt Island

Puerto Rico-My Bankrupt Island

You’ve imagined, smiled, waited so long to meet me that you’re tired.

Don’t ask for an explanation.

Don’t take away the idea that I have, even when it’s vague.

Please, don’t test me, on firm ground (you’d shove me aside).

Sometimes, there’s nothing left of you but an illustration, a map.

If and when you arrive, you approach, you think it’s alright, but it’s something else, something totally different, a hallucination.

You've got magnitude and heat.

But you’re the other side

of the coin.