Tag: Mexico
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MIAHUATLAN
[español abajo] all about miahuatlanmexican town of mexican proportionsmexican police and mexican law firmswet dust sticks to mexican streetswet dust twixt our bright lit teethwarmer than the mountainsin the wind a feeble chillthe fashion is a cowboy hat and big belt buckleor a baggy t-shirt and baseball capwomen have their hair tight, and their jeans…
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EVERY HOUSE
every house that i flee from is a sinking shipbut there were flags in the rigging when i got to itwe sail through fog through any weatherwe raid and rave and drink together, butthe air turns cold like metal in the mouththe ship turns blind and veers to the souththe storms build up and the…
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MOONLIGHT ON THE SLANTROOF GREAT
baggage in the car, roar off, hornmotor problems, breaks are broken, gone4 hours through the dark with musicsteep hill, stalled engine, lose itslipping backwards, no gravity, crashbattered boot, tail light mashedsan mateo, raining heavy, emptypark the car, food and clothes, plentydark distance, rainstorm, pitch blacklast streetlight, slip fall, muddy tracklittle shack, rainwater, tin rooflook for…
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RHUM SCUFFLE
the drink slips down andgrips on the bellythe bloods rush quick andtongues are brandisheddeftsome parry andsparks spin offwardwe sheathe and step backglare eye steadyred-faced but nored blood drawnclothes torn but we’restill not cross-eyedcross within buthonour to the enemywe mop our brows andsmile fake friendlyfilling up lungs, with anod continuemaking a stake toplunge right in youa…
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BLYND MYND
ebony head for a day and a halfi went on walks to dissipatea little luck, but still no laughwooden head won’t resonatedon’t include me,be rude to me,feud with me,or be crude with meplease don’t touch medon’t stroke me or joke with mei’m not laughing smirkingdoesn’t mean i’m hurtingi’m just bored and tired andwired into the…
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HIDDEN PYRAMID
i don’t mind but you moundwhen i dug for truth and i founda hidden pyramida pyramid all hidpoking up through the groundto my right is the shorei looked left and i sawa volcano with asmoke haloand a red hot chilli hot corea yellow daffodilsplattered in blooda field in francepuddled in muda warm green seaa floating…
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THE BEACH FILLS UP MY TOES
the beach fills up my toesthe sunball slowly goesthe clouds a-pinken sweetlythe sea-breeze wheezy blowsfriendships built on sandgrains and granules andseashell shards and sweating beercanscement the new-formed bandthoughts want to be heardbut don’t support the wordstumbled mumbled sentenceslike broken-throated birdsthe eyes of night alivethe darkness is a beautywe dig and dive and stretch and strivelike…