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letra de miami sound machine - kevin dickerson

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we went somewhere for brunch
it took over four hours
i don’t know why eating breakfast takes half a day
and costs over a hundred dollars

sometimes on weekends my dad made breakfast on sat-rdays
potatoes and toast and ketchup and bacon from the microwave

and me and my dad watching x-men cartoons when he wasn’t busy
my mom in her denim shirt in her garden picking berries with me
watching the sun shine through the window, our soundtrack was yanni
i washed the paint from her brush and from her wedding ring

when i was three my grandfather visited and he and my dad built a playhouse
and came back from a hunt and in it strung up a bl–dy moose carcass

when i was feeling bold i would take my dad’s guitar out of its case
an early 80’s custom les paul with gold humbucker pickups and a turquoise strap that my mom made
and play as loud as i could through his smoky amplifier
the colors faded from sweat and playing bars and clubs over the years

when i was seven we went to florida and i couldn’t handle the heat
i came to with my mom pushing a mickey mouse popsicle on my forehead at the miami sound machine

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