Monday, June 11, 2012

Now Would Be A good Time To Write A Poem About Mexico

It’s no longer a different country…

it’s no longer a different world…

now it’s the same world that I live in

that people call “Mexico”…. but I

don’t see it….everything’s melting,

“I can feel it, Dave…” the more

primitive the end of spectrum you

live in…well, let’s just say it dissolves

from the other end…the U.S.A.? that’s

where the malignancy is based….just

observe with awe…awe…the fibroids of

power it has metastasized…

Are you kidding me?

Yes, I like living here…there may still be

pockets of “autonomous zones” in the USA,

but, in Mexico, at least, I feel I can be an

audience in the theatre, not part of the movie…


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