…slammed
in corners, while winning is lonely, those echelon demons: to love fervently,
to very a soul, to burry pash: this cool atmosphere, this distorted reality,
where souls weigh sorrowfully: at doors knocking, unlike invisibility, where
sheds were tucked: those saffron eyes, this hazel blue moon, this wanton need for
guidance: this bright lieutenant, those bolder channels, or phones and
answering machines: those rules forbidden, this lake of miseries, this manic
recall—as soup boils, as granny giggles, as sons placate: to acquiesce but
sodden, to request full culpability, is similar to dismissing such pain, such
deliberate cuts, or to bottle up and die a furnace: this fire blue edge, this
territory of thieves, while realizing we wasted decades: so numb with it, so
alive with it, so entrusted but losing: to ask of God, this unity in souls,
while God’s plan is a bit obscure: such reckless fists, such senseless murders,
such longing daughters: those powers in high places, this face with color, this
misnomer to demean all those people: this Pope feeling, this deacon feeling ,
this Bishop feeling: to pop a guarana, to seize a bottle, to remember
grandparents dying: so flat and heavy, so difficult but true, while Love
agonizing over burning souls: something was kept, but something was delivered,
where addicts are proud to sober another day: this clump of grass, this inner
professor, this interior need: our halls so high, our clouds so low, our
reaching seeming forever: this smaze blowing, this heart growing, this battle
swollen: as critical thinkers, or women needing freedom, it’s hard to realize
total deafness: our daft minds, this deep inanity, while so delicate and proud:
such hemp smoke, such dulled realities, while a man shivers an intense workout:
our lutes, Love, this daughter, Love, this rain, Love—as built for passion,
laughing with melancholy, our eyes tight, our souls digested: such Asian roots,
such European claims, or African pride: this inner government, this political
election, to realize electoral votes: our dream scattered, our souls realized,
while becoming but inadequate: melting confetti, as reliving numbers, but
assigned to this underground: this wall of graffiti, those names crossed for
capture, at ash and prayer: this wave upon Crenshaw, this wild running, our
daughters, my Love: this Hispanic entourage, this Hispanic courage, this
Mexican pride: to adore our people, while feeling contempt, or buried in love
letters: this false surprise, this sullen alien, at court speaking gibberish….
I’ll
see us, heading a crowd, chased by a smoking cloud: I’ll dip us, surrounded by
naysayers, as a dove descends upon your soul: I’ll adore for mercy, while
charged for facts, so forgiven condemned to repent forever: I’ll Hindu love,
I’ll fall asleep, I’ll awaken leaping into frenzies: those dark rooms, this
churning temple, at maniac participation: I’ll hint a diamond, so gone and
wicked, but soft for this swan: I’ll swarm this galaxy, I’ll roll his dice, I’ll rebirth mother: to raise
her soul, to sense her daughter, to realize I was so cruel: this infant
negotiator, this giant believer, as sewn into this legendary grandfather: at
great-great mothers, our ancestors participating, where Europe became France:
our bloated guts, our raging exchange, so vicious, so ruined, such a nobody: at
disease and caramel, at honesty and rejection, at deep forgiveness: this fool
with life, this Slauson death, while on-seers realize a particular lose: but
yours is life, and ours is on trial, while heart to matter spells deep
contempt: but I’ll survive, as needing this cord, at guitars, and organs, while
fleeing hostilities: to love as a man, to receive as giving, to submit enough
to acknowledge forgiveness: this old demon, this old hat, this shore of
inconsistencies: our running minds, this world singing its song, while most
discussions are one-sided: our bias towards views, our disgusts with facts,
where asked for more and met with total frustration: those dreams gunning, this
reality shunning, while Love never suspected an ousted universe.
