Head has left body no chance
For recovery of lost memory
Umbilical cord severed floating in space
The bus driver pulled over to the side of the road in order to take a nap.
The entire situation was a mess.
Swallows scatter like molecular bats
One or two shooting out the isotope connecting the houses
Overhead they swarm and hunt for night bugs
Choppy and scattered
Maybe that’s why I watch them
Mexican journal not so bad
Best kind of journal I ever had
All of the cement
Seeps down the hill
Into battlefields asunder
Skulls crossed with bones warding away interlopers
And non-believers
Stones in the palace
It is now so real
A distant constellation
Was once an ideal
I mention a name and the door unfolds
I put down the same steps
In the hills of Tepeyacac
Garibaldi square mariachis eyes look vacant cases closed
Only heard one small group playing the day looked over
Stuck in the hotel placating rituals denied.
Cuernavaca, Mexico, Summer 1997
Friday, August 7, 2009
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