
timeless was the crescent of your smile parted lips a sliver of teeth that when gnashed together meant a bite of delight on my neck
as those years have dwindled down the wood in my heart strips away to the core tenderness i’ve always held
timeless was the crescent of your smile parted lips a sliver of teeth that when gnashed together meant a bite of delight on my neck
as those years have dwindled down the wood in my heart strips away to the core tenderness i’ve always held
the thoughts are balled up
pulsating and cruel they come
tonight my eyes weep
smashed cigarette butts
ashes across the pavement
the moon winks at me
it happens any time
in any place
around the universe
and even under ground
where they bury us
or in jars
where our chemical composition
lays just there in a powder
when women pray
they are really talking
across wet streets
between cars
right on the division line
of light and dark
they really get into it
a rhythm only she angels can hear
the he angels
they’re pictures on Valentines
sent to Hank Bukowski
when women pray
they think of everything
dirty diapers pregnancy tests
pubic hair the national crime rates
they think of their breasts
the bruises by their mate
the love of a mother
the words not really carefully thought through
but the universe gets the gist
cars come and go
rush hour in the heart
fear and joy at being alive
when women pray
music dances off their tongues
penetrating embankments
concrete or otherwise
the lilts and little valleys
in their vocal chords
algorithms to the stars
when i pray
i pray for a strength like theirs
see the jar
full of star debris
foresee the timid scars
chair on fire
the pair of tears
on the mohair rug do fall
drug i’m in love
my soul and heart
for you to tug
shoes walking bruise
the tattoo lamp
to clamp the jaw
a railway tramp he sings the blues
books with art of golden seas
hooks on hung the snooper looks
to dart across the windows
lest i depart with question mark
to the black door cave
across a lucid water
dreams are slaughter
silver daughters soar into the sky
to pour the naked words
atop of frozen embers
the dream menu comes it’s passed around to random strangers as we zig zag through the 2nd street tunnel lined with ceramic tile once virgin white now black as desert sky my favorite graffiti walls cryptic messages like seven bones in my life i’ve only broken 8 we are used to this air nose hairs full of stuff a little boy picks at his scabs and momma holds his cup the number 81 to Eagle Rock plaza goes but we’re not ready for the home bound road instead i cruise ball heel toe over to Grand Central and order a cheese pupusa that i don’t eat and don’t know why i bought from the corner of the eye i see the three delicious ones with mint julep eye lashes calling each other a dirty trollop after a few search engine insults trollop Sassy Ass #1 goes to the ladies washroom to turn back the hands of time on her five o’clock shadow she says Adam’s apple gliding up and down i lose interest quickly as i smell a puff of clove and delay the inevitable loneliness of thought by joining the awe and admiration of booth A23 and their giant Jack fruit bowl a delicacy for the valiant but not for me today and i begin to miss Walt Whitman even though he’s never met me and Lash Larue movies on Sunday afternoon when life was very simple like begonias in the sun with the savory lure of schnitzel and Ute Lemper singing songs
this is your city filled with pigeons dogs and the likes of you children i have bred wild children of the zodiac keepers moon howlers zoo keepers of your selves
through my gutters there has never been a dainty lady that has crossed i am not bent to subscribe to what chains me daughter here are my children
waste makes haste to a life that is riddled by pain we are strong we are one but we can’t be here forever keep me i am your queen little angels in designer jeans
forever rip roaring renegade chingona silver screen teen dream exalted to the clouds of gasoline el lay dismay you will not subscribe to fantasy when i am right in front of you
it’s a dirty trick the world is round and the road will take me nowhere go far away they say as they laugh in my face knowing that i will spiral on forever did You make it so that i couldn’t climb up to heaven certainly in my dream i can fly anywhere it is when my eyes are open that the gutter stinks my red nose upon it the bottles are brown and plenty the snakes jitterbug sitting on the throne of bygones but only in classification how can anything You created be bad free will maybe You shouldn’t love us so it will cost 100 trillion to be green and where will my seed grow thus we pluck each other’s eyes out i don’t want to think anymore or see anymore the beauty is of strange moon beams cats fiddles drug induced riddles Darwin you fucked up revolution on all that was gained the righteous claim their stain on the goodness of the worker
pink vapor rises
my feet grind to the wild song
we howl hard at love
From my bleeding heart
Rain the cries of a bottomless love
In ardor and pain and sweetness from the guava fruits
Destined to wither and die on your ground
Angel of cruel deliciousness
Knocking on the broken door of my memory
As I agonize in the thought of your becoming eyes
Hell does circle me every day and brighter at night
Lady of the circulating endless ecstasy
Only you can allow me to die in peace
estimada novia de colores
en las garras de la pasión
mírame en los ojos
un color come el mío
te juro no los vas a ver
eres el suspiro de la vida
que nace y muere como la Coatlicue
quiero ser libre en tu prisión
y nunca escapar dulce peregrina señora del altar
de las cosas más sagradas en su naturaleza perversa
píntame con tu arco iris
columnas de nuestros padres
las madres ya no van
y siguen su camino
quiero que hagamos amor
en Saturno
y con uno de sus anillos
hacerte mi esposa