BUTTERFLY


If not you
Somebody else
Might as well
Join the good cause
It might be
A little rough at first
But you will be better off
And perhaps someday
You might even thank me

JUST ANOTHER DAY


The woman cries
But everything carries on naturally
Like it has throughout the centuries
Nevertheless I cry with her
And when her husband laughs
I laugh with him

We have to support our friends
In sadness & happiness
In festivity & sobriety
This is pleasing to the Lord

We try to explain complicated things
With metaphors and short stories
Regardless of this
Few understand

The ones that do comprehend
Are usually working class
Poor in devaluated monies
But rich in dignity
And prosperous with
Many smiles

WITNESS


The wind caresses
The hairs
Of the couple
They walk together
They watch a stabbing
As they move
On the sand

ESCRUTINIO


Investigaciones clandestinas
Los dígitos más personales
De los ciudadanos del mundo
Plegarias lanzadas al cielo
En espera de una lluvia
Con resultados benignos
Hoy me siento más cerca
De todas las mamás del mundo
Me solidarizo con las cortinas
De incertidumbre
Una espera en la
Separación de la realidad

ALEJANDRA


The wheels are
Merry go round again
I miss walking already and
The bicycle looks like
The best mechanical solution

When she
Entered my car
The sun set intensified
We were baptized
With ultraviolet rays
Our faces
Were left glowing

My heart became an
Uncontrollable pinball
A tiny 22 ricocheting
& piercing my emotions

This symptom was aggravated
By the tone of her voice

I kept talking by default
Trying to break the ice
But I realized there was
No frost whatsoever

I felt a pleasurable pain
And saw how
My thorax was on fire

I tried
Not to look at her
Because I did not wanted
To be assassinated
By her beauty

I remembered
One of the last things we talked about
Was good taste

RATA


The rat
Has become
An intriguing chemist
I am amazed
At this resourceful varmint
For a moment
I thought about
Not killing it
I thought
About making it
My pet

INDIGENOUS


The beautiful
Human beings
Picked me up
On the side of
The dirt road

They a speak
The dialect
Of freedom

A rare language
I can not decipher
But I can feel

Those communiqués
Are full of hope
Bursting with progress
For the human race

I sat in the back
With the women & children
And their baby girls
Smiled at me

HAPPINESS

For Eugene

Happiness will run you over
My friends always wish me the best
And in turn I can only offer them
More of the same

You are an angel in disguise
A heavenly bartender
And aficionado of life
An organic dispenser of advice
A machine of wisdom
For constant friendship

You use academic methods
To mitigate our daily struggle
Even in desperation you understand
That all things are better
With the proper seasoning
The different seasons that
Make everything blow up
Into different realities

Our friendship is a ship
A Noah’s Ark
A salvation from
The wars of the mind
From the eyes of the world
From synthetic intelligence

My eroded lips are evidence
That the wind has been kissing me
In the most secret place
An invisible location
A beautiful area where
The Times are not taken seriously
Where everybody’s real name
Is fully disclosed
And there’s no fighting
Because there’s energy for all

Once you enter through those gates
You see with the heart
And everyone is alright
Because there’s no more blindness
And the tanks of happiness
Shoot at you with their power missiles
That go through your body
And make you explode in laughter
Because of the tingling sensation
In all of your extremities

I was there
Where you can drink patience
In pretty bottles of wine
That have been saved
For this sacred purpose
And Joy can also be ridden
Like a rich man’s horse
And then 1 minute is
1 million years
And 1 million years
1 minute
Where a kiss eclipses
The sun & the moon
As you walk with the
Greatest of pleasures
And laugh with the
Innocence of a child
And care for each other
With the love of a Mother
Of many fortunes

Here you can listen
To the clouds speak
A language of their
Own making
With a symbol for tenderness
And red tomatoes feed
Both man & beast

This creation is what
Keeps you warm
Because happiness flies
Over you & under you
Through your legs
And through your fingers
And you can always discern
As beings & objects
Change forms

VEREDA

La tierra
Se comunica con
Las plantas de mis pies
El cholo del Cadillac
Es un piloto disfrazado

DAVID COLE

An electronic apology
Came forth from the cosmonaut’s net

A 12 volt
Nervous smile
Linguistic thievery

Your kindergarten experiments
Are criminal borders

And you can either
Be a victim
Of your own schemes
Or a medium rare stake
Inside a used bag
Salty fluids dripping
On the bathtub

A dead horse on the beach
With the name
Of my friend written on it

Or a champion
With the brightest
Spiritual undertaking

EL LLANTO DEL GABACHO


El migra llora
Con sus claros
Y húmedos
Ojos anglosajones
Silencioso cachorro
Le sonrío
Para hacerlo
Sentir mejor
Pero me da la espalda
Y se aleja acongojado

RAIN ON THE SEA


And to think
It’s only a
Black box

Contained
By the ocean

The salt
Turns the water
Into one
Big battery

Little chips
From the sun

HORSES


I hear horses outside
They stand
Like politicians
Wild horses
That escaped
3 horses that
Want to help
Great horses
Watch horses
Horses with
A Colgate smile

CLOUDS


I dream in an airplane
And I found my pistols
Stored under my seat
And this makes me
A little nervous

I study the other passengers
All of them have
Guns under their seats

Suddenly a middle class
Anglo-Saxon American
Tells me he wants
To trade his place
For my seat
He says he wants to sleep

I say
No

He explains that
I will be better
In his position

I say
No

He insists adamantly
With the tenacity of a use car salesman
And I find myself at the point
Of utter anger
Since he’s such a bother
I grab my pistols
And tuck them in my boots

I am escorted by beautiful
But exhausted women
(I don’t find the desire
To impregnate them
With my offspring)
Towards a door
That looks like a mattress

They open the door for me
And say: welcome
I enter to what some
Claim is first class
With its casinos
And movie theaters
Pretty girls and
Clean bathrooms
Neon lights
Near the ocean

I look for a parachute
And there is none
If this is called flying
Then I want to
Kiss the earth

SHE’S ALSO AN ARCHITECT


The beautiful coupleTold they’re architects
They say
They want to
Know poetry

I tell them architecture
Is poetry

She’s pretty & petite
Wearing all star converse shoes

Her eyes are suffering
From sporadic earthquakes
A symptom I have detected
In beauty queens

I think she’s ready to
Hold my hands
And walk with me

But he’s not ready
He keeps looking at me
A bit hesitant & unsure

He raises his right hand
In a new dance kind of way
I know he
Will not understand

I’ll wait
A little bit longer

CÉLULA MADRE


Tu cumpleaños es una célula madre
Evidencia plasmada en un rincón
De la realidad
Tu coraje por la vida
Ha sido mi antibiótico
Mi intrépido anticuerpo

Desde mi infancia
Me has cuidado con tu tacto de enfermera
Has suturado mis heridas de adulto
Con mis ideas de niño

He sometido las sonrisas del dolor
Con tu cariño
Que ha tatuado
Un holograma permanente
En el ojo de mi corazón

Esto es una
Imagen en mi conciencia
Brújula de mi alma
Barómetro de mi cuerpo
Faro de mis rebeliones
Encandilamiento de mis motines
Red para mis sirenas

Madre
Tu natalicio es un mapa
De mi existencia
Una justificación para
Para mis respiraciones
Testimonio de mis pasos
En avances invisibles
He inexplicables

Madre
Este aniversario es otra
Dadiva de Dios
Gesto de significado
En la adversidad
Una evocación más
A tus días longevos

AUTUM

It is here
Your hair falls
To the ground
The wind
Takes it away

EYES CLOSED


The word
Ignited a vision
A flash
In the mind
That’s what he told me
His rhythm changed
And he began
To play better
A youthful riff
Was born
Outside near the green truck
The neighbors seemed
To be on holiday

BREAKFAST


The most gorgeous
Creatures on earth
Sitting with me
Feeding me
Looking at me
Theirs eyes are
As delicious
As the food
That greets my taste buds

They have enslaved my attention
I watch their emotions
Working around the kitchen
Seasoning what I eat

They speak to each other
Their words sounding
Like bells
Like Buddhist bells

They smile at me
They take care of me
The energy of
Their message
Has an intention
Of velocity
Their momentum
Makes them even
More beautiful
So pretty
That they levitate
Around the table
Like Greek statues
Human goddesses

None of this is
Of my own doing
But if they are happy
I will be happy with them
Happy for them
If they cry
I will cry with them
I will cry for them
I can decipher their magic
But I rather enjoy it
And taste it
And listen to it
Be a witness
Of its grandiose effects
Of its great heights
Of its dangerous descent
But know I’ll study
Their spices
Their ingredients
Of love
These 2 sisters
Have an unsurpassed touch
Floating in my soup bowl

2

I saw the little girl
With a terrible infection
On her skin
Her eye is
My foremost concern
She could lose it
If not treated
I told her caretaker
She needs antibiotics