Morning Glory































I was in your cage, little little man,
little little man who gave me my cage.
I say "little little" because you don't understand me
Nor will you understand.

Nor do I understand you, but meanwhile,
open for me the cage from which I want to escape.
Little little man, I loved you half an hour,
Don't ask me again.



Morning Glory

w/ Torre Alain, Valerie You, Leif Zhang ⁣

Poem by Alfonsina Storni