The Statue

Marble phantom of revered warrior or

president or preacher or perhaps

I look as some other venturing

sort.

Grander than my mocked man am I who am

permanent. Though birds may shit I do not

quit, millennia of rain off my brow will flit. Still,

etched resoluteness of stone. Gorge into death with

frivolity, I’ll inspire more of your sort in my immortality



The Candid Canine

The dog is actually talkative.

Its fur the tint of an oft trod

carpet. Eyes soggy but frame

stiffened at the sound of a

stranger. Lips peel around 

black gums, twisted teeth a

wicked line. Anger swift

pardoned by nose at

a favored aroma. Mouth slacks,

pink tongue flubs up down up

down. Licks indulgently to

a jarring point, but it then

softens. A wet stunted

scream from reflex at

any unknown he may know, too

smart to trust, too dumb to lie.




Love & LSD

Anxiously I braced for the drug, a

maiden voyage for my brain.  You,

my companion, keeping my body

safe while I ventured my mind.  A

lover as grounded guide, & guard.

I place the small toxic paper under

upper lip.  Acid holds quiet forty

minutes then jerks my eyes back,

forcing them to view my cortex in

all its beautifully horrifying electric

cyclone. Illusory glossy coat over

my world, now:  Glaring red. Cars

diamond explosions. Blue looming

sky menacingly approaching. My

thoughts rashly rapid, brakes and

steering an unreal memory.  Your 

voice; and soft arms like a blanket

in the cold. My trip layers doubt on

my self & all but never you.  Apathy

mudding my mind then left never

noticing my leaning shoving your

patience. I undervalued you then

and many after. After figmenting I

find fault with dull normalcy. I had

turned to you and for one moment,

all existence was within reach. Me

back in the raw world? It lacks when

absented the true & absented you.


The Masterful Bullfighter

Lean gleaming gold dallyer,

risky red cape prances

an inch only, to madness

make the facing mass

of drooling beast. Its

bone horns stab tall

sky then thrust for neon

offender. Bulk builds

weighty dashing death

mocked away by man’s

smirk smooth motion. The worldly

dancing warrior with

hand derisive shoves bull’s

horns, insult leaving creature’s

features wandering in

bewilderment. Lucio

Antonio Fuentes Veracruz Garza Gutierrez’s

sword thin throughs

bulging brown, rend

red, shaves veins to an end.