Tuesday, October 05, 2010

A Clarification of Sorts

they were scratching their head
trying
to figure out
what i wanted.

Sex they could
get their
heads around,
or even the need to be understood.

but none of that
explains
it all here.

none of that is enough-
She couldn't understand what I wanted from her.

So, I want to explain.
I want to clear the air
with this:

I wanted you to treat me
the way the rain treats the desert-

See,
that wasn't so hard at all.


10'

A failed social experiment

It failed-
this experiment in life.

I took out
my phone
to get her number,
but she stopped me
with a question.


My phone went back into
my pocket,
and
I wanting nothing
more than to follow it
there
and hide.

And yes,
(after 3 years)
I tell her

"Yes I know your
name."



10'

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she exploded
like a bomb
like a water balloon
like a nest of hornets

She walked off
like a strike picketer
like a storm
like solider

She stayed
like a stain
like a uninvited guest
like a specter

and all and all
I stand here
rubbing my hands
together,
wondering what
will happen
next


10'

The Old Man Who Wanted my Blood



The old man
approached
us we sat drinking from plastic bottles.

he asked for a cigarette
and my friend
obliged him.

but he didn't go away
he just stood there-

drunk in all glory
and misery.

I tried to make small talk
and he starts to cry

I tell him
everything gonna be okay.

But he's
looking at me like
i stole from him-
like i owed him

like he wanted my blood.

he held my hand
and
not looking for a fight
i let him-

then I stood determined
to be on my way.

He called out to me.

"Mijo"

and then said
"fuck you"

He wanted us to stay
to be his friends.

But I never looked back.

I already have a father
who wants my blood,
and one is enough.


10'

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