Chicano Poet

Friday, July 08, 2016

The Future Is Now

when you run out of balls
send in the robots

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Dead Vietnam Vet

Back from Vietnam dead
he struggled to fit in
the old neighborhood did not accept him
his best friends said nah
he never had a girlfriend
so that was no big deal
dead men don't get that horny anyway
so welcome fucking home Pete
sorry we can't make you feel alive
but dead is dead and this country
must make room for the Vietnamese
who are coming back in your place

Tuesday, June 14, 2016

Apple Pie

The killer was as American as apple pie
inflicting terror was the very last thing
on his mind, carrying out his own
political or religious agendas didn't
cross his mind at all, in the heat of the
moment only pleasure rushed thru his mind,
anger as far removed as the moon,
only a soul engulfing all encompassing
feeling of pride & relief, he was as American
as apple pie, the red white & blue apple pie
of this great American country of ours

Thursday, June 09, 2016

My Kind Of Life

I am my own worst enemy
drinking from empty beer cans to make sure
getting my foot run over
by my own Ford Falcon
one of the cylinders
tasting like an ex-girlriend's ass

I flush my jeans down the toilet
swear I'll kill anybody
who tells me
laundry's not done like pearls

my diabetic granddaughter
lies on the top bunk
intoxicated with Vines
all's right with the world

Wednesday, June 01, 2016

Mexican Flying Carpet



In her eyes I'm a swanky feathered serpent
I come in her dreams
and coil myself around her
while her mother thinks I'm slippery & slimy

to her daughter
I'm like the soft feathery flight
I take her thighs on every night

her lips quietly parting for my beak

Saturday, May 21, 2016

The Squirrel

The hunchbacked squirrel
sits under a tree expecting rain
in the industrial park

the hunchbacked squirrel
sits under a tree in the industrial park
expecting rain

expecting rain
in the industrial park
the hunchbacked squirrel sits under a tree

in the industrial park
sits the hunchbacked squirrel
expecting rain under a tree

under a tree in the industrial park
expecting rain
sits the hunchbacked squirrel

Monday, May 16, 2016

Estados Unidos De Payasos

El ocho patas  lived in a funny country
it wanted everything done unto others

but not unto itself
so el ocho patas laughed

and poked fun
at his silly country

he ran circles around
his country's confused logic

its great and righteous mouthpieces
those who ruled the radio waves

and the television stations
and hated el ocho patas

and made fun of his eight feet
but in the end they couldn't deal

with el ocho's sick humor
which made a running joke of his country

its big blue patriotic clown shoes
and its red rubber nose of an ass