Description
x Our Lady of Guadalupe
“la abundancia mata la gana” “abundance kills desire”
I am not good in a crowd
though they are the good in me
the slow consonant of love
my name. My name
is song heard by birds
building bud in architectonal palaces
I don’t play well with others
thought they play well with me
tumble Mexico, become new & tumble
forgive forest, desert
you effete little pseud
salamander with a holy singing voice
balance me, benzidrine
I should not have threatened my wife with a gun
the judge is forgiving, the
god is not
