i have never been to mexico

 

mind drifts shark fins

museum shape

collect on the beach

guise of dead friends dream

sell sad faces to gulf
stretched skin over cliffs
of mexico
i don't notice swimming hills

white trunked trees

plumes on rock for teeth
mind fingers thru
write trees write white trunked
i am swollen
stretched too
the limit of rivers
memories of dead friends in the sand
movies on the dust of desert
who sits here
naked belly cactus falcon

porthole to other dimensions

my blood spilling to see

forever       my dead friends

i am a snake

i will tiptoe thru the nest of i love you

at the opposite ends

my tail my poison

i mean a remembering

against all of my dead friends

who are forever

and yours

forever

my arms weak from flight