Chicano Poet

Wednesday, December 05, 2007

Camelot Part Two

There was sadness in their eyes
that could not defeat
the smile upon their lips.

The Atlas rocket weak in the knees, yet gleaming.
Gravity trying its best
for naught.

It was not man
who first looked
down on earth in wonder,

it was a Russian dog instead---
so far removed from chromosomes,
she was no friend to man.

Marilyn slipped into her panties
still reeling from head to toe. Oh, Steed!
John fumbled with his tie,

swam in the Pacific long ago,
or called Bobby to complain
about that cross-dressing Hoover, he laughed.


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