Let’s sweat together

that we may see the carcass of what is known as beauty.

What time is this?

Left

Right

Up…….

Behind-

Shadows are more certain than what I see.

Anything new

anything different

that is what the citizen says is missing.

Who was I trained to be?-

You know…..

I will refuse everything

remember….

everything you made

you made with me.

It lies in everyone’s eyes

it lies in a touch- in a scent

at times your thoughts are all I have.

I witnessed the body politic consume itself-

empty it remained.

I will remember not looking into a lens

surrounded by bicycles with broken chains.

“What was it that you were trying to take out?”

A hand to the heart

held there by the force of three balloons.

What were we doing as you were dying?

We wanted more but all we did was love through the lens-

true faces of joy never reveal without being felt.

We will be reminded to write about our wars-

to master our wars……

we will praise the dying in this war

we shall raze the dead

we will raise the flag of security-

we will attempt to learn from this war

and-so……

we will move on to the next.

It was the lost cosmonaut that told me a corporation

is the passive that obeys false resources.

Sacred codes…..errors that are caught by technology.

Energies that restrain desire are not those that govern.

Do not write as if you knew insanity

productions of time are measured by the color of clocks

tuned into the crowd.

She knew that she had to remember rising in between

the marriage of heaven and hell:

“What is now proved was once, only imagined.”

Children spit blood

when their lungs are filled

with visions of fortunes formulating the future.

Skin

lips and eyes betray symptoms of improvement.

He is aged now-

and to face the facts would mean to accept

that for all of his life he has been a good sleeper…

dreaming of good habits.

.…..if it is beautiful

then they won’t kill it

they’ll just confine it and catalyze wars

if it is beautiful

then they won’t kill it……….

- New Mexico