GOING HOME

The horsemen
Are eating radishes

I know the blood they spill
Fills many
Organic bottles

It makes me feel
Like selling my poems
To the highest bidder
And going back
To Mexico

Ezekiel’s bread
Has no preservatives
So it’s kept in the freezer

I can’t find
Kosher salt

The Codo Grande
Becomes a Codito

The market is burning
The fire department
Can not see
Invisible flames

I asked for rain
But instead
The impurities
Are being treated
With fire

PERISCOPE CANTO

I see
Italian oil
In metal containers
Love holds fast to them
Like paint
I see processed honeys
Displayed to the market
Waiting for
Brave customers
I see
Sweet & tangy
Yellow bottles
I see
A tattooed man
On the hunt
For Ruda
I have found
A Dynasty
Of mushrooms

FARAÓN AND HIS INGREDIENTS

I found them everywhere
They are
Small and red
Black and pinto
Extra long grain rice
Extra fancy
Black eye peas
Garbanzos with
Red kidneys
White corn
With Nacho Cheese
And spicy jalapeños
I looked for the man
That can kill giants
With 1 stone
But he closed his door
On me
A pink lady
Told me:
“He has too much on his plate”

CHOKING ARTERIES

They approach me
And ask
For the Quaker man
The man of Oats
The one that
Turns everything
Into a meal
They come
Armed with
Checks of rain
And the mutants
Ask for
Unsalted foods
But I can’t
Take my mind off
The salt of the earth
I have been given
A list
Of mermaids
The ones in
The front lines
The witch doctor said:
Sun dried tomatoes
Taste very good
With artichoke hearts

EN ESPECIAL

en chula vista
se venden
las papas
más baratas

RON COHN INC.

I never seen
So much business
In a grocery store
So many accidents
People running over
Each other
So much hunger
For returns
The clients
Walk like zombies
Looking for
Poppy Seed products
There’s much Traffic

SOY LECHE

Soy del occidente
También del oriente
Soy del norte
Y soy del sur
Soy una almendra
Sin azúcar
Soy vainilla
Con vitamina D
Soy orgánico
Soy de cabra
Pero no soy cabrón
Soy lite
Y soy una
Fortificación de proteínas
Soy un sueño
De chocolate
Soy la perla de junio
Soy del Edén
Soy de vida
Y soy ultra sencillo
Soy de ceda
Y soy azul
Soy verde
Soy blanco
Soy rojo
Soy negro
Soy amarillo
Soy café
Soy púrpura

“Yo le canto a los saldados de la tierra, los que empuñan la bandera con honor”

Los Tigres del Norte

A GUITAR & A NEW SONG

1
Your kiss flows
Grander than
The Niagara Falls

2
Living streams
From the mountaintops
Purify transgressions

3
They will clean
The wounds
Of the children
Of many languages

4
Lord almighty!
I will not forsake
Your teachings
I will continue
To do what is good

5
Protect the innocent
Bystanders
May your cleansing
Be like
The ocean breeze
And not like the desert sun

5
Glory be
To God
For all things

6
Give me
A new song
And make my guitar
Like a harp

7
May its music
Straighten
the infirmities
of my friends
And my foes

8
May each chord
Bring healing water
May each strum
Brings disinfection
To the operation table

9
May it bring
Victory
And peace

10
May there
Be dancing
In the rain

11
May the tempo
And its rhythm
Be deciphered
In a melodic miracle