Conquistador Conquistador
1.Tuesday. m a r t e s / 1924 hrs
1520
One will miss one’s
flight find one
self still in …
& remain w/ those howls
sound & calm waking waking
waiting known sound of thunder
told one’s self to dream of that
but not remembered
if that dreamt at all
brown eyes frown high
vein strain of old
Spain forgot forgot care
not things that are like
they were wonder
why care buried
& SING:
her eyes were brown-
deep deep brown
hair darker than her eyes
& something in her smile
& frown curled crimson lip
& high instep showed that ran
in each blue vein mixed brownly
w/ some beaner strain & vigorous
vintage of New Spain air heavy
night hot I sat by her side & forgot
forgot! forgot mah herd were takin
rest forgot air close oppressed
o o o o o o o
& I wonder why I do not care
for things that are like things
that were does half my heart
lie buried there …
2.Tuesday. m a r t e s / 0549 hrs
1998
clearly (again) in the subway
1,2,3 station at Chambers
talkshow featuring a cameo
by L.L. Cool J
show’s theme is body hyphen mind
in that order
a DJ in the station.
3.Tuesday. m a r t e s / 0452 hrs
1986
w/ a wooden
bowl protecting
me in this film
as she hurls forks
at me
I can gather
them from inside
the bowl
one sticks her cheek
how effective
to hurl forks
(as one lurks)
& have company!
4.Tuesday. m a r t e s / 1155 hrs
1997
rode standing
in the back
of a truck
through WallMart INC
past the courthouse
up the small knoll
near the library
& Minit-Market
home I sd to myself audibly
purple Gila Mountains
& Mt. Graham which I called Grandfather
sunset over Mt. Graham
bars of reds & pinks
we’re in the back
of a pickup riding
near the Minit-Market
we have instruments —
a guitar, a full bass, an accordion
we’re a Tejano conjunto
5.Tuesday. m a r t e s / 2309 hrs
1957
Oedipus also climbed
into the backseat
as we sped away
from the crowd
who wanted to rip
him apart for loving
the man w/ the heavy
load tied to his neck
to die
that hombre (who
fell) was the first
because the first shot
was from above
splaying the man
walking on water
skeleton planted tape
recorder behind the rockhut
I live in to gather ideas
car sped …
I woke valuing education.
6.Tuesday. m a r t e s / 1519 hrs
1988
prophecy propositioned by Quetzalcoatl
to write a lyric about the sóbbuey
on 125th red line heading south
still on the street
tried to tap a table to find a rhythm
catch a cadence or three
one two onetwothree & I think
I wrote something about
two dogs then a cigarette
burning but couldn’t find
a line that went beyond
mediocre
I desired mostly to use sd for said
told Quetzalcoatl I planned on
using names of places
to sing my praises
of the street I know
Q. recommended puns
sidewalk near where
folks sell cans & plastics
mouths from bags they’ve
gathered the goods from trashbins
cans & plastics from mouth
to bowels expelled crushed
in bags by more folks who load
the goods into trucks’ holes
called me sir & sd do you
have a minute
of course I have a minute
because I have to get to work
7.Tuesday. m a r t e s / 1839 hrs
1803
As I know I’ll tell them
all alright
they nod
& there a mountain
Orizaba I can see w/ snow
that dear mountain
I climbed on top
to piss off I can smell
the chalk & still my mind
further north in Sinaloa
sniffing hard enough I guess
speaking to mostly the mountain now
think I dreamt something of the once
current puns but I certainly woke
not strumming either
but something entirely my own
count puns & poems written
why I should the same joys
I guessed a host a ghost guest
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