The Atoll

Gianni (cont.)
His stillborn twin diminished otherwise
Consults the milestone hieroglyphic script
They slap his back in camaraderie
Extremely hard and force back his live head
Splash coke tequila down his thirsty throat
They take the pith by mimicking his gait
Gloria
Though wretchedly tired we must keep one step
Ahead of those mean gangsters follow me
Screwing clockwise round the shimmering lagoon
If we should zigzag past the milestone filed
Ahead of us the gangsters wont confront
As easily that buys us time scores points
Against their evil ways keeps us free souls
Miguel
Lets trust her feminine intuition boys