jueves, octubre 28, 2004

Stem cell said to Iraqi man
you are more evolved,
why don't you live?
Iraqi man said
your President won't let me.
My water is polluted.
My brother has died.
My sister's wedding was bombed.
Stem cell joined up with other powerful stem cells
for a conference on peace treaties but
the President was busy blowing hot air and missiles.
In the end, stem cells broke up with the President
and joined the Red Cross, then the Revolution.

domingo, octubre 24, 2004

Lantern Parade

Threadbare words cut out of tissue paper
In nothing but plastic glued to foggy lake
Waddling when need be a wink away
From worn-out face holding a lantern
at a parade

celebrations
always slap me
in the back

the futility
of reaching out buries me

alive
Is a state of mind


jueves, octubre 21, 2004

Malfuncion

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lunes, octubre 18, 2004

marketroid

Just in case you were wondering....

marketroid /mar'k*-troyd/ (Or "marketing slime", "marketeer", "marketingdroid", "marketdroid") A member of a company's marketingdepartment, especially one who promises users that the next version of a product will have features that are not actually scheduled for inclusion, are extremely difficult to implement,and/or are in violation of the laws of physics; and/or one whodescribes existing features (and misfeatures) in ebullient, buzzword-laden adspeak. Derogatory.
Love...you are my luminary


My liver is
a gunshot
a swollen timeline
it's about time
swelling found a home
in a string of words
about to fray

lunes, octubre 11, 2004

Guerrero Viejo

After finishing an amazing book of oral history and photographs called Guerrero Viejo, I was drawn to write a poem in Spanish. I rarely write original work in Spanish, nor work that sounds so formal, but this is what erupted. Let me finish by saying that this book Guerrero Viejo by Elena Poniatowski (author), and Richard Payne (photographer) poignantly illustrates how the citizens of this town were uprooted when the Mexican and U.S. government constructed the Falcon Dam on the Rio Grande. The town, once under water, is now completely dry. A few people refuse to leave. ( I need to figure out how to create accents within this blogbox. Advice for mac?)


A Dona Julia de Guerrero Viejo

Amor,
no te espero sino estoy en vigila
con mis veinte chivos y un becerro.
Y en la noche no te espero
con una veladora para mis santitos
y otra luz encendida de una bateria de carro.
No necesito un carro,
sino una luz. Nunca voy a salir.

A la mala gente, no tengo miedo
de tirarla en las patas
si se trata de robar La Virgen
en mi iglesia sin muros completos.
Nunca sera vacia.

Amor,
en la casa del doctor del Flores
crecio un arbol inmenso. Se parece
que el hogar ofrecio su techo alto.

Amor, soy la unica que guardo todo.
Y cuando me muera, no se le olvide
que quiera una cruz negra
por todo lo que he sufrido.

lunes, octubre 04, 2004

Virgin Galactic

for $210,000
I can go to space

"It will be humbling. It will be spiritual. "

just like mom's red handprint
on my slapped ass
when I talked back

i stared at it in the mirror
and traced the far-flung fingers
with my eyes: those satellites
from earth

blood rushed up
to hit you back

got caught up
in skin

money is no object
to some

we advance

a bloodless frontier?

Ordinary

People expect me to work

This is hard work

Take the reins

Overthrow me



Take care,

Cinderblock

sábado, octubre 02, 2004

Quizilla strikes...What childhood toy from the 80s am I? spirograph
You're a Spirograph!! You're pretty tripped out,
even though you've been known to be a bit
boring at times. You manage to serve your
purpose in life while expending hardly any
effort (and are probably stoned to the gills
all the while).


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