12.9.16

Orlando Furioso, 2016

--
dentro del sellado armario
la sangre ahogó tu reflejo

pintalabios cantagallo
de oscura madrugada
que lustra la mínima esquirla
del turbio espejo astillado
con el carmín que negaba 
tres veces su fuente oculta

ay tu podrida hombría
de amargo desamor armada

ay tu ritual borbotón
de hueco pecho rasgado

ay tu violenta fe 
que insiste un vacío vengado
--

Second-hand Lives

--
Anger & resentment will
fuel my aging frame's limping skill

Forever Young shades embrace
my doubting Thomas in rage, rage
against the goodnight light

I will rant & rave over the slope
where Guy Debord slowly dug
his sodden grave

I may fall down sober on the cot
where Walter Benjamin
took his forceful swift poison

I will thrive where I arrive--
Nowhere Man
scattered to the winds
where the sky burns in welcome
--

11.8.16

Perseid Logic

--
trees we hug beyond
reaching species, speech & screens
loom past edge of sleepless night

to engulf us in shadow
(nothing more)
outlined by limit lights

winking their Summer climb
to signal dome-deluded
infinity receding

while waning lust bounces
in festive yearning:
star & firefly, each or both

--

31.7.16

Midsummer Dusk

--
trees we hug beyond reach
of species, screens and speech
loom beyond edge of sleepless night
to engulf us in shadow
(nothing more)
outlined by limit lights
signalling an infinite unfixed dome
or winking their Summer climb
while our waning lust bounces
in futile yearning:
star or firefly, one or both
--

15.6.16

Diestro Siniestro

--
zurdo de corazón si no de mano

zurdo de pie, de pensamiento
de cabeza zambullida de casco

zurdo de ruta y de metas
de rumbo al oriente y ocaso

zurdo de origen,  oculto misterio
y dirección donde clarea apenas
una llama
de mal albergada esperanza

zurdo de mi poca fe y herida
caridad
--

13.6.16

Inventory Hold

--
my ear to the ground machines
my eyes to my terminal decree
my thoughts in fugue
my ticker running out

my so-called life overtaken
hijacked & run aground
by my grudging family of birth
--

Last Call

--
was I ever fully present?
wide awake to
the tumbling clutter
ticktock transit world?

maybe once
or twice
at sleepless night's end
some broken dawn
in your arms

now, your embrace
an enduring delusion
would reframe the light

repair the exit gates
redress these final days
--

11.6.16

Mártir al Deseo

--
profunda corriente insondable
padece asfixiante añoranza
de superficies

miembros cercenados al asalto
sangran epigramas
de carencia

madre nada
madre todo
madre raja llanto

enfermiza infancia denegada
en trance de recuperar
la cómoda culpable

juego soñado
tras la capa de pieles
heridas por la plaga
--

6.5.16

Orchid Spirits

--
slope on my inevitable decline
grows steeper
in the company of ghosts

unholy host petals of white flameout
burn scattered in pure aches
--

20.4.16

Substantial Utility

--
I blew the size of the dark
in the sunset
cycled immeasurable seconds ago

I mistook a distraction for a venue
--substance tracks of toll-free youth
wore the dry pipes down

elevated grade routed spirits
out of the higher fuel
for a faithless goal
--

27.3.16

Aniversario a Destiempo

--
al mirarse al espejo
y verse en los ojos
de un señor
mayor

mi niño interior se asusta
se traga el grito y murmura
quejándose por lo bajo

se encoge y cruza los brazos
se sorbe lágrimas mudas
una tras otra

paralizado entre rabia
de frustración y decepción
al enfrentar la poca cosa
de tanta ilusión arruinada

al mirarme al espejo
y verme en los ojos
de un señor
mayor
--