Andalucian Red Wine: part III

I lost myself

in those endless fields

of olive trees

picture-perfectly framed

by the window

of that train

as we cut across

the Spanish countryside.

I started to feel more alive

my headache from all that wine

began to subside

by the time

we reached Madrid.

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I live on a small island in the middle of the Pacific ocean in the Hawaiian Kingdom which is currently illegally occupied by the American government. This work is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution 4.0 International License.
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