intelligently


you fall intelligently
that's what I like about you
she said

then i remembered
the last time
i was on the dance floor

i saw you
looking at me
on the walls

i thought
i would never
see you again

a wrong thought

i also knew
some of the dancers
would never make it

she continued:

you are okay
as you are
since i known you
you have not changed

ocean loop


the man in black
has the red & white
water cooler
he walks with it
on the dilapidated sidewalk

the carné disappeared
and it was replaced
in 7 days

on it
there are many reptiles & birds
vegetation & water

the lady with purple pans
throws the coffee cup
in the garbage can

nada

la nada
hace daño
hiere y lastima

tiene ponzoña
veneno de sobra

vuela entre engaños
tiene alas que se desintegran

aterriza en espejismos
como de mosca
de alas locas
de vida corta

ser sucio
contaminación en marcha
la nada siempre culpable

MAGAZINE


At the post office
There’s an image
On the counter

One invitation
To a dance
I inhale deeply
Then I exhale

This is what exercise is for
I don’t have the desire for it
But I know the steps

Somebody told me
That nowadays
People are 10 years younger
I hope they are right

PANCAKES


This morning
Seemed perfect
To make pancakes

I mixed the batter
By hand
First with a spoon
Then with a fork

I lit the burner
And used a little oil
On the pan

Added more water
To the mix
And worked it
Some more

I poured it
On the hot surface
The heat
Made it looked
Like the moon

TOP OF THE MORNING


Gun fire in the morning
In between dreams
Between the opening of the eye

Music at daybreak
Giving instructions
With its rhythms
With the mixing of words
One above the other

The smaller the profile
The better
So I sleep some more
Dreaming with the prone position

Outside
The girl that washed
Her hands
Is crying

There’s shouting
Bilingual cursing
Open wounds

Pained for those seized
The triumphant walk euphorically
Stepping on as much ground
As they can

Women wailed
For those on the back
Of the pick up truck

SEMINAR


There was a meeting
At the pharmacy
And she had to leave

It is odd
She arrived
With such a
Happy face

And was gone
As fast
As she arrived

I walked
Towards the restroom
And found school boys
Hiding from school girls

The girls wanted in
The boys wanted them out
I told them to cut it out
And walk back to the seminar

I listened to the speaker
And she said:

Tell the children
Not to eat the world
All at once

Tell them to
Eat it
Little by little
Making sure
The world doesn’t
Eat them

There is a reason
Why they are
In this world
They have a mission

BOARDWALK


Men & women
Walk with sticks
In their hands
Dogs beside them

The ocean plays its music
White foam on the shore
Long faces in the sand

From tennis shoes
To huarache sandals
A grey summer

The vivid colors
Are only in the imagination
The lifeguard comes and goes
Running with blue hooded sweatshirt
Drinking coffee to keep going

Workers replace the old lamp poles
They carry them away with solemnity
The boys and I inspect
The brand new ones

AIRPORTS


They were at the airport
On the ticket counter
He really looked like me
And she was wearing a dress

They were on this side
You were on the other side
Across the barrier
And soon to be
Across the ocean

I was breathing
European humidity
My pores still had
Your taste
My mind was swollen
With you image

But even ideas
Are charted with borders
The sky
The air
Everything is divided
Even the spirits have
Their claims on the clouds

In New York City
I walked through a maze
Looking for the exit
Trying to catch my next flight
Till I arrived at the X-ray machines

The agent told me to
To take off my boots and my belt
I did so
And then I heard
The voice of a woman

“Pretty soon we are going to get naked”

I look towards my left
And it was the woman with the dress
Her companion
The guy with my face
Was no were to be found

“I don’t think so”
I said
And she just smiled

I walked away
Looking for a place to rest
I sat next to large windows
I could see airplanes outside
A lady sat next to me
Opened a medical

towards dinner


this morning
i saw a police woman
she was tall
and had revolver
and a shotgun
with her

i was looking
at a man
walking towards me
but she was looking me
in the eye
when she said
buen día
and i said
good morning to her

this afternoon
as i walked on gravel
i saw the neighbor's hen
struggling to swallow a snake

both were small
both were fighting
but the hen was sipping
the snake like spaghetti

the snake was wagging its tale
till it disappeared
and i told the children
the snake was still dancing
inside the hens stomach

this evening
when it was our turn
to eat dinner
we had an earthquake
as we ate tortillas & soup

SAINT


Saint Ignatius
Was eaten by lions
I paid close attention

One cat is biting his leg
The other one
Has its mouth
On the saint’s shoulder

I am told
He will be able to help
A martyr always knows
The meaning of suffering

The blond woman with blues eyes
Hands me her camera and says
Take a picture

WAKE UP


The woman
Orders the girl
To help her

They pick up garbage
And use blankets
As waste bags

Early in the morning
I heard music across the canyon
And when I opened my door

There it was
A rabbit dancing
On my front yard
I went back to bed
And slept some more

EYES ON THE ROAD


The young man
Is gathering lumber
Placing it
On a corner
He looks tired and concerned

The grey car drives away
The driver looks pretty & confused
But pretty non the less

She drives
Then she comes back
Then she drives away again

Tires turning slowly
Hands on the wheel
Negotiating hazards

collisions


moving bodies
make contact
all the time

it happens
in the heavens

it happens
on earth

large asteroids
have hit the moon

when traveling
through space
it is better
to add another sorceress

to the one
already hanging
from the rear-view mirror
of your spaceship

scenario


in the dark
the girl glows
with the light
of a cellphone

during the day
she walks
with words of fire
on her hands

she enters an old house

loud voices
come out of there like
flying crows

when she walks out
she looks at me
and then washes her hands
with soap & water

meeting


the good lady says
you don't waste your time
you work on your computer

and i searched
for a gentle smile

even though my thoughts
are elsewhere
on the beach
this morning
like yesterday morning

same girl running
fit & trim
jogging through the mist
running amongst a storm of rocks

messages


the messages in my car
are as old as the ocean
as old as the hesitation
in the surf

this time
they are dirty
like the contamination
of the sea

In the past
they have been
sparkling clean
like when light hits the water
making it warm

FOOD


The both of them
Looked stupefied
The walked like zombies
Touching each other
Losing themselves
In the labyrinths
Of the market

This had a sensation
Of a contagion
Like when one
Is catching a cold

Their eyes looked fresh
Vivid with color
Lost with pleasure
And I knew they were
So lost
So gone

I wondered
Who was worst off
Them or I
They were lost in bliss
I was sitting in the chair
Tired of sitting down

I was both happy
And sad for them
All at the same time
Today they were joyful
Tomorrow they would weeping

AFTERNOON


My son looks at my eyes
And gave me a hug
He says
I love you

Something undeniable
The only
Undeniable type
Of love

The 3 of us
Get in the car
And drive towards town

Look at the people
People that look the same
All over the world

We drive through traffic
And look at police cruisers
Ambulances going by

We keep driving
And then we park the car
We inhale
The burning ingredients
The barbecue

We sit on
The red table
And we eat
As I watch the street

school


children and parents
attend school

everything looks
so familiar

the lessons
the faces
the questions
the sparkle in her eye
the frowns
the smiles

somebody brings
a kitten inside

the lady places it
on her lap
and starts
playing with it