// ariel fintushel // ariel fintushel no puedo | postcards for the desert are you okay, little muse? can’t you see its no puedo to enjoy yourself by the light of the console? if I knew my intentions, I wouldn’t be like thisforgiving criminals in my arms // eating melon and crying for mamaif I knew my intentions along the river bottomI could establish a saucy melody in my heart we gather and sit incredulousat the piece of your eyesthat’s equitable to my love