pain in her matrix is rose blush
cool as the skin of a pebble
her pain is cause for joy
smile beaming straight ahead
pain looks in the depth of their eyes
her lips part to say i love you
the clouds away frolic in ozone
pain not dulling with enhancement
then what
than what
so what
going slow like its some strategic necessity
no matter what you do
they come back at you
pitiful
yeah on your own
the way they talk about you
yeah
i might know what like…
although ive been right here
i see you world
but you don’t see me
my words clear as a bell
you can’t hear
look
here i am
see?
my vivid flag lays
only today at your feet
your lips on my neck
tan dulces sus ojos gotas tostadas de caramelo en platos de praliné
tan fina que es su nariz salpicada con escamas de ámbar
sus pensamientos están tan confusos que tiemblan como dientes de león en la madrugada
tan tierna su sonrisa torcida sintiendo que soy una sinvergüenza
so sweet his eyes toasted caramel drops on praline platters
so fine his nose peppered
with speckles of amber flake
so confused his thoughts he shivers like dandelions at dawn
so tender his crooked smile
sensing that i am a scoundrel
the
last
day
he
smiled
and
stood
quietly
to
feel
God’s
rainbow
bless
him
today they’ll bury the 7
and hell has now imploded
silence in his scream
the noise in between
rage and shame
dissipated away in the fog
there will be no match
in a durge to the bravado
of your life you way your death
today they will not bury
rage pain hate sting fate
helplessness is not charity
dignity is gambled away
your darkness washed away
clearing the way for come what may
larger than life
you taunted the death
which inevitably takes all of us
no more yells pounding beats fueled by broken ideals
with heart in hand
and blunt inhaled
triumphant in your world
yet crying on the dark side
of the moon
hoy enterrarán al 7
y el infierno ahora ha implosionado
silencio en su grito
el ruido en el medio
rabia y vergüenza
disipado en la niebla
no habrá partido
en un duro a la bravuconería
de tu vida tu camino tu muerte
hoy no enterrarán
rabia dolor odio picadura destino
impotencia no es caridad
la dignidad se juega
tu oscuridad se lavó
despejando el camino para lo que pase
mas largo que la vida
te burlaste de la muerte
que inevitablemente nos lleva a todos
no más gritos golpeando ritmos impulsados por ideales rotos.
con el corazón en la mano
y contundentemente inhalado
triunfante en tu mundo
aún llorando en el lado oscuro
de la luna
how do i tell the Moon that her Venus is gone
far from everything we know high away past the Pleiades and the Milky Way but always in the vicinity of higher power
how do i tell the Moon that her Venus is gone way past forever yet eternally interwoven in star dust and holy silent breaths caressing her head after she’s wept too much
how do i tell the Moon that her Venus is of such love magnitude that we can’t see her as she holds us in her loving arms ebbing and flowing us warmly in her arms
i like my clouds with some wires
memories of kindergarten
Franklin’s kites and keys
corduroy jackets pigtails
i like my sky with blue infinity
endless forever high up
United Nations NPR
Joe Strummer high gas prices
wires are reminders to my eyes
finish lines running away from
eventually crossing them
grinning old girl am i
blue inks on papers change
trajectories of lives
bars in language community
null void twisted noise
clouds pure shamanic puff
feeding the ducks in Lincoln Heights
remember those we lost
immortalized on walls
ironically in life that’s all they’ve known
wires clouds blue sky songs
baking bread train track grease
cool wind cigarette butts
let my mind be silent today
words less spoken 